Slowly down this line,
We walk forever in a circle,
Is it because we are not ready,
To move on and find something new,
Or is it meant to be as if a waiting period,
To just tread water in open water,
These vast oceans of our destiny seem to collapse,
And yet still rebuild after every tug on our own destiny
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