Down an unknown street
I lost my way
confused and puzzled
hesitant to stay
I wound up on a
dead-end street
stood there staring
down at my feet
I followed lights
back into town
still lost and
not yet found
I thumbed a ride
"where to? " he said
"anywhere but here, "
I plead
he drove me to
the road of truth
the path to God
that has no roof
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