we get up eventually
after we have fallen
and every morning
figuratively, we take another step
foward
into a random direction
this is just another journey
hey hey happy b-day
graffiti says it better
from a train window
the world lies still
taking another step
forward
there is no purpose
to the movement of the cars
or sheep
all moving into the same
random direction
all these lives
it is all the same
under the broken clouds
the light is failing us again
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