The roads I walked, the steps I took,
I was in dilemma of all my rook,
I needed one Midas touch,
I was in dread from the so-called hutch,
Then there was a walk towards me
I was in fall and crazy to see,
Someone says it love, someone says it a creed,
I was in life, where I reckon it as need,
Broken into pieces, ripped into threads,
Wired in my borders and riled in breaths,
But like the breeze of the new season,
She touched my life and sheath new reason.

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