Strange days of metamorphosis
Makeup a life as this
Twists, turns
Loves, burns
Sunlit walks, darkened alleys
Beckoning meadows, foreboding valleys
Behold the forest of rocky crags
Mind declination in a sea of rags
Rolling hills of converging roads
Confusion adding to the load
Happiness at feeling good
Wondering if you should
Cognizance of the worlds pain
Knowing that to survive is to gain
Alive
The short and rugged road
Wisdom paves to ease the load
Birth, evolution, adaptation, death
A world of numbered breaths
Look back before it goes
The seeds you've sown are in which rows?
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