Purpose
Everything and everyone always has their place.
Sometimes that place may not be positive,
But it's all about what you do in the place you are in.
Everything is what you make of it.
You can either run in circles,
Or you can create a path for yourself.
I've run myself silly, and made myself dizzy.
I got fed up with getting nowhere.
Now I'm just walking along this new path
Observing the scenery as I pass by,
Occationally taking the time to play in it
And soak up the view.
By: Amy StuddFace
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