Sometimes life will tell you
This is not what’s meant
Despite all of your efforts
And time that you have spent
So delicate a structure
That constantly it’s falling
And you don’t stop to listen
To the new voice that is calling
Or should I say old
It has always been there
You have heard it and felt it
The bore of its stare
So dip in your toe
Run it through your fingers
See how it feels
Feel how it lingers
Hear the gentle click
As it falls easily in place
A passionate renewal
To eclipse the grueling race
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