Thursday, March 22, 2018

And Rows

There's a very fine line,
In ev'rything you do,
That you must learn to ride to save yourself,
If you really want to,

If you really want to become something,
That doesn't fall apart,
The safest place is on that thin tight rope,
Even though walking it is super hard,

Until you learn to rise above it all,
So it becomes a path,<
Just stay the course and you will find yourself,
A true human, at last.
What does that mean?
Only a human knows,
Imagine those moments you know are right,
Continuing for rows and rows and rows.

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