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The Beginning of Yesterday

 

My shadow walks before me

As the sun sets in my mind

I turn to see the shadow

That my shadow left behind

I try to see my old past

But it flickers in my dreams

And suddenly I realize

That nothing’s as it seems.

The winding road dips up and down

But withers as I walk

At every high and every low

At each hill my thoughts balk.

My troubles and my triumphs

Like leaves in a flowing stream

At the beginning of my yesterday

Are nothing but a dream.

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