The road remains the same,
Which goes to nowhere,
The clouds still has hope to
Rain somewhere,
Miles to go before i sleep,
As i learn from the journey,
Not from the destination,
But the memories remains to rain,
To showers the pain.
I took the road,
They said
Which goes to nowhere,
But The birds expand wings
to somewhere,
So i say,
its ending somewhere.
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