Here and there we travel
Along paths of our own design.
We explore. We grow. We learn as we go
To see what we may find.
What is our purpose?
Our reason for being?
Is it just to exist in the place
Or is it more, as our hearts beat and sets the pace?
Is it what we believe
As varied as the autumn leaves
Or is it what we know is right
The things we see in our daily life?
Perhaps it’s more, the path we’ve chose
So much more than we truly know.
As we travel down this dusty road
Losing our minds to gain our souls.

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