i followed step for step, paths so deeply set
to lead me no where, left behind
alone by me, my truths were met
i went in front for once, stood first upon the line
to take so deep the bladed edge
of another man's truth, as true as mine
to seem to seam a 'life' to life
or dream of dreaming strive from strife
will seem to take the 'youth' from you
and seem to take the truth from true
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