Tracing the Winding Trail

How many years have it been?
since I scaled my will on this very path
carved my dream on this very heart
and heart of yours
your souls where I pay my tribute
and my debt of gratitude
How many years have it been, friends?
since we planted the seed
of the creeping shrub?
Here I am, out to trace
the long lost trail that we grazed
searching for the same willow
once I saw from my window
May along this road
I'll see the me, the very me
That I used to be

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