Along the path
I had once made
With sinister
turns, twists, and stops that betrayed
I thought before
And never again
That life was slow, long,
And easily spent,
but through the path
I now had made
I learned what happened
When fear, tears, loss, and poverty played
Slow down, move around,
But never look back
My progression regression
Was losing track.
And so I look around (not back)
And I smile
Not frown
Yeah life's a challenge
But without a fight,
I'm not going down!
 
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