cacophony of errors found in my rear view mirror,
a waving pedestrian-must've been a friend,now just a grain.
(a pedestrian friend now just a grain)
Did i miss much riding,looking back as i speed by?
i missed something red! left many things unsaid.
those mistakes'll haunt me not,i left before the dust settled.
the road ahead i'll never see,if my eyes are still,
glued to the rear view mirror,scared of memories catching up.
won't let them catch me,won't let them tie me down.
And so i ride,Error ridden further,looking at my rear view mirror.
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