Escape against substance

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We all must go each day for a goal we must mold
 then must go for the best solution told
I am so lost without my compass
I need to hear the sound of trumpets
To lead me and guide me on my unknown path
don’t want to feel the blistering of a wrath
Lead me away from all that is adverse
give me the good so that it can be disbursed

About kwicksand

Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts. ~David Bowie
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