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I was thinking back to my old ways

I do that a lot more than I’d like to confess

Sometimes with contempt

But more often with gratitude

And yes, I can say that I am grateful

Grateful for all my previous mistakes

For all of the wisdom they brought

And the insight that there will be more of them

I’ve been down the depths of many an ocean

But always had the luck to arise

I’ve been feeling good but looking like hell

That don’t matter in the end

No, what matters is the journey

Which I’m fortunate enough to still travel

What matters is the love still burning

And the mystery of life left to unravel