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It’s a long and fearful road
Stretching out in front of me. I try to chart a non-stop trip But there are no direct routes from here to there- Too many stops, Too many exchanges Too many delays- Even all charted out It is a big unknown. It’s too much for this child To face alone. No tag around my neck Will put a hand in mine And hold me when I’m lost. But there’s no free ride If I want to have you with me. Can I afford to bring you along? Can I afford not to?
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