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The March
The march is tough and often walked,
Alone, amidst, chaotic thoughts,
and incoherent ramble ons
About how far or where we've gone
The road is long and arduous
and slowly becomes part of us.
All the highs and lows, twists and turns,
the pain we've felt and pain we've heard.
The valleys are hard to escape.
Endure them till they become peaks.
Embrace the times that we call lows,
but it can't be the highs you seek.
Just enjoy your time on this walk
See views and take time to stop
And not think about what we have
But about how it all might not last
Slant Rhymes Rock!
Loved the easy cadence like walking, loved the absence of sacrificing meaning for rhyme scheme, that takes talent and time - appreciated this one. The last two lines say more. - Just Bein' Stella
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