Sometimes I forget
where the light is
Crooked outstretched fingers
clawing blindly, up and down the walls
Grappling for the trigger
Trying to make sense of it all
I tread these pathways every day
Smears of grease where I've been before
Body memory failing
to illuminate, can't find
the way
Hit the wall, try some more.
I would give anything for adventure if you would give everything for love.
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