Where Am I Going?
As time flies, life goes by. The path I'm supposed to take somewhere lost in a Wonderland. A certain voice in the back of my head saying I can. Another whispering I cannot. To choose which way to go; right... left. It is honestly a mystery to me. The clock is ticking and each step forward seems to change my decision. Life. It has its ups and downs. Where time may take us will play out in before our eyes each second we live.
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