I have made the realization,
That I need some motivation,
To keep me plugging along,
On this winding path,
That I know is never ending,
But I wish it would stop bending,
So I could complete a given task,
Without the hindrance of a mask,
Which are the shrouds,
That always clouds,
The road ahead,
And makes the driving hard,
Sometimes you want to fly,
Up above the cloudy sky,
But not having any wings,
Makes you look for other things,
That will take you up out,
Of this place that makes you pout.
-Aaron E-J

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