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Moving along your track

I have walked on the rough road

I have journeyed aiming at a destination sometimes known, sometimes unknown.

I have drunk from a spring of life and have thirst in the driest desert.

A long journey, so it seems

Yet within a blink of an eye all has passed,

and time has raced along, leaving tracks of lines formed in memories cherished or regretted.

The beauty of life lives on

The charades continue to be played, yet no acting is required from an authentic self.

We select which play to watch and which play to ignore as we move along,

so that the road now chosen to walk upon is enjoyed,

and we are following the correct track.

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