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Fear and ForbearanceI live on the edge of my mind,
Off the ledge like I'm blind,
Feeling nothing, but one thing:
The rush of blood and time,
The thud and chime of an apprehensive heart,
Ever beating, never ending.
Amidst the mist of my mind
Lies the tangled dread
And mangled shred of a dream,
Frozen by fear and forbearance
Of the future I've fought to forestall.
But time keeps on ticking,
And the world keeps on twirling
And swirling, slowly unfurling
The meaning of words as fleeting as birds,
Forever lost in the linearity of life.
Traveler's Pit StopI stand in the valley of Mt. Has and Mt. Did,
Eyeing their slopes, on which nothing is hid.
I pause. And I think. And I contemplate thrice
The meaning of mountains made of rock and of ice.
But I look down the road and I see the sun rise:
Yes, in the distance lies the sun and the prize.
So while the path's full of curves, and the route's all uphill,
And although I may swerve, I'll follow it still.
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