Mostly : I walk into the fog with just a road to guide me, and the smell of ocean salt is good, that a man must fight, but I got nothing to hide now, walking forwards with hope in my eyes, I am going there, not sure where.

I walk into the fog with just a road to guide me, and the smell of ocean salt is good, that a man must fight, but I got nothing to hide now, walking forwards with hope in my eyes, I am going there, not sure where.

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