Maybe I have to walk away,
There seems like nothing left to wait for,
Maybe I have to plan my next route,
But I wonder is this road already too old?
No it's not,
But maybe I have to take a step,
To be out from a pit I'm sitting in now,
But maybe I will feel bitter
And even more
If
After that step I came to know
That I start to feel the rope bound to me
The bind I have never known before
If it happens that I realize there was
When it is already too late.
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