it's not the road ahead,
or the shadow of trail that has lead us to this moment,
nothing learned, nothing known,
all blind of virtue, shouded in false belief,
should we live for a dream, or dream for a life,
will any words speaken in any tounge grant passage ,
move slowly, caution, study and observe,
re-read the virtue of not knowing who you are,
remember the two lines that intersect,
all roads lead to one ends,
many paths, many branches, many lifetimes,
have these questions been asked,
why now struggle,
the body remembers what I have forgotten
no need for hesitence, let is pass
question each step, take each step,
let the tears wash away,
I will feel my pain.
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