Into the darkness
Without a torch light
Unexplored terrain
No compass or map
Tripping over roots
Falling over logs
Groping in the dark
For signals or signs
Fingers scraping bark
Tree branches tear flesh
Searching for moonlight
A path or a road
Hoping the journey
Will lead to wisdom
Without a torch light
Unexplored terrain
No compass or map
Tripping over roots
Falling over logs
Groping in the dark
For signals or signs
Fingers scraping bark
Tree branches tear flesh
Searching for moonlight
A path or a road
Hoping the journey
Will lead to wisdom
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