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i jus don't know what to do with myself. in limbo here.

so i'll share some thoughts

all your dreams are back where they belong,
and all your fears are up and running strong.
the riderless horse takes the race,
no tears of joy for sad mistakes.
shot through to an empty soul,
the horse without a rider charges on

all you need, all that you can't get.
warm morning sun, a familiar sillouhette.
thunder races on through dawn, and
the horse without a rider charges on.