I really try hard to grow a heart,
but the road gets narrower & more dark.
Does every life ultimately knows its path?
Why is mine so distant as if lived from afar?
Things I'm wishing for I dare not have.
Dead-end to dead-end though have no regret.
Maybe a life drifted too far from the shore?
Always outside looking in wishing that I had.

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