Every single day I live
Has no meaning at all
Except sudden thoughts of you
That shower golden moments a few
Some days just pass by
Seems as if they quickly fly
Rising and hiding their faces away
From hurdles in paths that lay
I know little the proper cure
But realize what can really save
And break the chains of my hands
In this life full for barren lands
Your smile brightens a lonely day
Hence the thought erupts
I should live this life of mine
Just; One day at a time
Isar
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