The tale of Hardy Wilde
On an empty bottle
and an empty road
His foot set sturdy in the dirty soil
The heat keeps brewing
And the sun sees it all
As he's dividing the right from the wrong
In his new set of clothing
He covers remains
Softly he whispers: "Time to take place.
If the past keeps on hunting
You better move on
Hunt for tomorrow or be quietly gone"
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