The Path of Life
Along this path of life I roam
In a quest for a place to call my own
To find a space that’s wild and free
A place in this time where I can truly be me
To stand beneath a clear blue sky
To look upon all the beauty the good Lord created
And stand back and sigh
To touch a spirit who feels like me
Who will look past all that others see
Somehow if by chance our paths cross
We will find that never again will we be lost
Peace and love will our days
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