I ventured down a dusty road
left not a trail behind
other chances passed my way
venues be not aligned
Every time I thought that I'd
sought another path
understood the emptiness
should be my final last
Is this way right or be it that
each one a different tale
not one alike and all astray
equal to no avail
Such time I had this empty road
but far from vacancy
is this pursuit that I have made
true love's final decree
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