From today over your life
Moving from year to year
How far back do you get
Before you start to forget
Or wander off track distracted
By something you can’t forget
But would rather deflect
To the surrounding merriment
Or hellish conditions
I can get back to certain days
Of accomplishment and failure
But a lot of it’s a blue blur
Only from a great distance
Can I see myself nearly
And feel myself stir
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