Marching Forward
Trying to find the unfound
Wadding the wondering mind
Me wandering in disgust life
Though time was not in my stand
Marching forward till the very end
Just like part of barren land
Waiting for that breezy wash
Pacifying the ever scorching soul
Looking for that oasis in sand
Marching forward till the very end
Pouting won’t take me any far
Leaving all the bitterness behind
Knowing very well what lies ahead
Pulling up my strings unattached
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