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Until the sun sets no more... 1/8/2012

not knowing where to be,
unsure of what road to travel,
paved, rock, or gravel;

feeling good about the paved,
so smooth and void of pot holes;

the rocky reminds of a youth
full of pebbles and strange shaped stones;

but the gravel brings memories of the pits,
the place where training was every days list;

the times when the whites of the evils eyes
peered into mine attempting to warp my mind;

the days when the fire in my loins burned
with an undying passion to be king;

and now time is up and the decision has been made...

I will make my own path and travel until
the sun sets no more...



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