Find yourself in pieces
after the journey of hard knocks,
picking up the fragments,
which glitters in darkness.
Leading to who you are,
and were before,
its a recollection
we are asking for.
Stick a flag,
drop an anchor.
That way we know where to go
and not end up in circles.
It's pointing there,
as indicated on my compass,
let's go, let's go
and we make haste.
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