Sometimes life's another road,
But to the same destination.
Narrow, thorny, frightening, dirty:
A road to go on without realisation;
Solitude for a while, solace for another.
I wish my eyes could see, more than what it appears to be;
I wish my ears could hear, but the voice inside me;
I wish I feel, and behave and seek;
All good and all virtues.
Life's just a different path; another road, another challenge
But destination is ONE.

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