Leaving the chest of the memories,
looking forward to the new beginning
with bright eyes and hope.
All my chances I have packed
well astounded by the fact
I'm opening up this act.
All my options on the road,
seems that I don't need a code.
I wonder if it's my fault.
First time you get on the train.
You think you know where you are getting off.
Maybe you're right, but if you not,
wait for the sign. Don't hurry up.
I don't know what my drawer will keep inside.
Any shoe or trouser full of SEEDS OF LIFE,
growing up like a question in my inner lost.
I‘m wearing out all the answers on my own.
Take a breath and remember the teachings
because they are waiting to be used.

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