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Paths
Same as it ever was
Is the same as it will ever be
My life is a worn down path
Through the forest of mystery
Though sometimes on the journey
Paths may come together for a time
Almost as suddenly as they met
They branch off to their designated end
But sometimes, if it has been planned
Two different lives
With two different paths
Shall meet together and form one
Life isn't as predetermined as this
Though at times it may seem so
For a great thing it is
To let things fall into place
The forest of the world is full of many paths
They run very close to one another
Though they may never meet
It doesn't mean they can't
It is always easier to fallow your path
Then to stray off of it into the unknown
A hard thing it is to leave that security
To give it all up for the luxury of choice
But if you can allow yourself to jump the trail
To venture through the world to find another path
Leave the world of conformity behind you
And a greater world you find you belong to