Pivot Point

We grasp at that for which we strived

And turn to face our past

triumphant now with dreams in hand

and see our life has passed

 

We learn too late the life is not

A destination sought

It is in fact a test for us

to see if we've been bought.

 

I know not who is testing me

In fact I do not care

I only wish that I could start 

Again... only... AWARE

The End

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