Wheels of life
The wheel was once brought into life,
it was alone, and filled with strife.
Another wheel was then conjured,
and now together, they conversed.
A third wheel was quickly thought up,
and with it, the first two put up.
a fourth wheel eventually came,
they suddenly all got more fame.
A fifth wheel tried to come along,
but it was declared not as strong.
Just one more wheel that came to spin,
not wanted, even by its kin.
From group to group it now wandered,
but one day, stopped, and just wondered;
it has only got so much time,
and should not wander in its prime
it spun, spun and spun on its own
aiming for nothing but its goal
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