Should continue to remain traveled.

This long and winding road
I never know which will end
Seemed far away to continue my live
Full of twists that sometimes I do not understand
This road was also ended
Despite continued time after time I passed
To know where the end
Let me to sleep for a moment
The road is still not over
There is no place to stop
There was also no wind rustling sound that caressed
To simply breathe the air for missing shortness
The road is still not over
I passed every twists continue
Not a strong taste for completion
But I can not turn around
This road has not ended
Day and night I still have to live
Until I can understand
That road is no other than myself.
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