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by Daniel Milano Sep 14, 2009 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Life is a question, I search for an answer, I know the Choreography, But I am not a dancer. The road is narrow, And it gets windy, Chills in my marrow, but the worst is behind me. The path is exausting, But I know I'm getting close, The answer that you seek, Is the path in which you chose. The word is a dagger, No...It's a spear, The word which I speak of, is the word called fear. This word is undefined, Keep the definition loose, Fear is what you feel, When you seek the Truth.