It's time to return home
After the long days strome,
That has taken its great toll
In every dual and each goal;
The day has gone a while
Footsteps tired and beguile,
And thoughts nearly all lost
That through the mind crossed.
It's time to find a road
To mend each new commode,
Some have though gotten lost
That through here have crossed;
The night is not behind
You shall one day though find,
What of importance there is
And moments that you miss.
Therefore I say to rubicon
To carry and function on
The opportunities will come
There can not be more um;
The goals to keep on going
The notion is just knowing.
To have no fears to stay
There comes another day.
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