The parade of life
Includes some strife
But isn’t limited to it.
The steps we take
May quiver and shake
But some we strongly make.
Our arms can fly
In our face
Or carry us to a
Better place.
Our feet can stall
And stall and stall
Or move with precision and determination.
The parade of life
Includes some strife
But isn’t limited to it.
(Note: I need to look for the possibilities, unstead of the limitations. Don't listen to the dream stealers!)
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