The vacancy of this road breathes life.
The air, perfumed by this gloomy lush leaves, recharges my battery
Overcrowded by emptiness, my thoughts suffocated.

I'm chased by my own reflection, I'm battling with my shadows
There's no path here, forwards, backwards or sideways I'm lost
Eternally like a needle in a sac of sawdust.

The rescue party has gone to party
Salvation can only come from within
Now, guess who doesn't need saving any longer?

What are your thoughts pls?

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