We walk our own roads
Carrying our own loads,
And some are heavy, I suppose
Its about how much you let go.
We create journeys along the way
To keep us company
And to keep boredom away,
This is what we all call life
Learning what is wrong and right,
Creating family and friends
We always seek a happy ending
But it’s all just illusion we see
As we travel on our journeys,
To reach spirituality,
For our enlightened souls to fly free.
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