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It’s so easy when the road is straight, the destination clear.

A simple journey, targeting, the arrival time so near.

Keep a steady speed, no hurry now, relax enjoy what’s new,

After all this time the goal is right in view.

Who would have ever thought you’ld get this far when so long ago you said,

the trip seems so impossible, too many miles ahead.

Yet here you are, the terminus is very close at hand.

You’re almost there, your personal promised land.

Two roads, they intersect, forward left or right, what do you do next?

Your dream is straight ahead, and yet you pause, reflect

on whether you’re misled.

You can’t turn back you’ve come this far, push on grasp your dream. 

Yet left and right both beckon you, indecision blocks the scene.

You’re at a standstill, head in hand, what will you do now?

The irony not lost on you, should you be here anyhow?

 

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