There s an interesting blend
Desire to reach for the sky
Or simply blown by the wind.
A speck of light breaks the darkness
A ray of hope fuels the weakness,
A torrential tide in the mind,
A soul boat behind.
Yet the road races ahead,
Yet the milestones keep crossing,
Yet the forks still coming
Yet we keep denying.
A simple truth
A powerful goal
A difficult path
A strong will
Near yet so far
Near to neither
Numb to reality
Notions of victory
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