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by Darren Aug 6, 2015
Life, society /
meaning of life
Now that man has finalised his beginning
not knowing where nature's lies scream
unable to see where the truth is singing
sleepwalking into tomorrow's dream.
I find my thoughts aboard a ghost ship
sailing slowly away from my goals
ambition lost to slaves of my past
your hate filled punch is a touch of truth.
I may be blind to my own future
my before collides with my after
on this path, the fog and rain nurture
lives the last of the dandelion.