We’re all looking for heaven

Looking for answers inside

Count to ten or eleven

Only then abide.

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Journeys are long wrought with pain

Long perilous rocky climbs

Sometimes feeling all in vain

We must walk our lines.

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Sadness and beauty fill our lives

The contrast can’t be ignored

Journey filled with sharpened knives

Or even a sword.

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The hardest lessons are learned

Walk against the stiffest breeze 

All the while the world still turned

See flowers and trees.

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For later on, we look back 

Seeing how far we have come

Our accomplishments all stacked

And we know we’ve won…

-AAA 12/25/2024