My friends all scattered

A round the town,

For ages in a restless round,  

I wonder in the endless streets,

Not knowing all their whereabouts.

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Dust scattered on the pillowed bed,

The webs are on the corner edge

The rotten leave on the sinful shed,

Glass shattered on the rear ledge

Not knowing of a cleaning head.

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 Sun shining through the darkest nights,

I fail to even realize,

My minds a float a booming kite,

I run to where my feet dost ride…

I have no clue when this will end,

I have no clue for what it’s worth…

I run the race since others run,

I notice not the flowers bright.

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I seem to fail in unknown paths,

I stand to run an unknown race,

I have no goal, I have no pace,

I do not seem to have a base.

But I run for all its heavens worth,

Please teach me if is worth the pain?