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I cross my path at dawn and see my feet go on just tracks of cats and tracks of me a time elasped seen unity I'm not a cat don't wanna be but wish I knew just who had made those tracks a worrier a wanderer a warrior a ponderer a hurrier a squanderer or a freak inside a dream tracks tell no lies all alibis but the tracks I see say I wander free tho I wonder will I ever be my burning brain is going dim the tracks just feign how sure I am but that's okay the cats would splain the tracks say where you been ©2012 Lyn
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
Tracks
I cross my path at dawn and see my feet go on just tracks of cats and tracks of me a time elasped seen unity I'm not a cat don't wanna be but wish I knew just who had made those tracks a worrier a wanderer a warrior a ponderer a hurrier a squanderer or a freak inside a dream tracks tell no lies all alibis but the tracks I see say I wander free tho I wonder will I ever be my burning brain is going dim the tracks just feign how sure I am but that's okay the cats would splain the tracks say where you been ©2012 Lyn
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
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