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Knowing the Path


Those who know, They do not see. They cannot see What is meant to be. How can I tell them What I must do? How do you say What is in front of you? My mind is my own, My path is chosen. They do not care. How can they without knowin'? They know my past, I know my future. If they don't realize That I am sure, They can cease To be there for me. I have to follow The path in front of me.
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