Crossroads
We come at the crossroads,we stand still
Our eyes shut, can't gauge our own will
The heart leaps one way, wisdom the other
Any way you glance, the road is uphill
What is right and what is wrong
When are we weak and when should be strong
Who will decide this
In this journey so long
With shaky legs and clenched fist
We move on despite the blinding mist
No need of sunshine with the glea...
Wednesday 23rd May 2018 9:35 am
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