Down the stretch I lay upon my sight,
While the blues filled the atmosphere,
And I thought,
What better way to struck the chords?
Anyway,
I looked straight ahead,
It looked closer than yesterday,
But life doesn't always illustrate itself vividly,
Just our imagination that brings it to life.
I moved up,
Sustaining along a great fortitude,
Knowing that each step,
Carries me away from bygones.
Rising up are walls of recapitulation,
"That soon?"
But I keep my eyes forward,
I tell myself,
I'll make it there in time..
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