Somewhere on unending ways,
Somewhere 'twix waking and sleeping
Lives a lost soul.
Twisting and turning,
Uphill and downhill,
On a plateau, alone,
Lives a lost soul.
In twinkling lights,
In beckoning hearths,
In shrouding warmth,
Lives a lost soul.
Beyond shimmering
Vision or delusion
Blindfolded, trussed
Walking on, a lost soul.
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