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#6
A circle squared still has no end,
although a few more turns
This road that I travel on,
the asphalt sometimes burns
A hill to climb, a mountain man
can't seem to see the crest,
even as my steps are slow,
it still feels the best
I run to where I stop a while,
I'm burning up my brakes,
a new shoe in another town,
sometimes is what it takes
I take a drive to places that,
I feel I've been before,
smiling as I step across,
where I've not been before
I dream a dream but it won't let,
me wake to see whats real
I pinch myself again to see,
if I really feel
I swim up stream to keep me self,
above the troubled water
The devil says I know not why,
that you even bother
I stand again upon a crest,
I look toward the sky
I think of where I've been today,
as I let out a sigh
I smile inside, a beam of light,
the candle's bright my friend
The journey that I love to live,
for me will never end
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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