Life
Life can be like that sometimes...most times. Unpredictable. Uncontrollable. Like a wild stallion that one day, maybe one day, you'll catch and tame.
It slips through your fingers like sand in a sieve and too quickly it's gone, like a dream left in sleep.
It's unstable like a tempest but as real as yourself. It's up to you to catch it, though sadly you'll never tame it.
Let it be your guide along a great journey, a new journey, on a path that only you can go. Always maintaining the fire in your soul, always gripping tightly as it takes you on journey.....the journey of your life.
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