Self Made
I walk among dark and greening trees
I hear the winds and feel the breeze
My heart yearns for what I long
Yet travel on through right and wrong
Defines who I am and what I be
I fear not now or what’s to come
What I am is where I’m from
I see not why I e’re turn back
But continue on down this track
Overtaken, you join me here
As long as you’ll hold me dear
Find me not changed from whom you knew
Only surer of what in myself is true
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