Where we stand.
Within the confines of finding ourselves.
Lies the amalgamation of ideals.
In which we beeseech knowledge from bookshelves.
and strive for potential that soon reveals.
We fall under the oath of illusions.
where we lose ourselves from the path of good.
yet we manage to find some solutions.
so that we go back to the way things should.
we continue our journey to success.
where we will help others in desparate need.
where we avoid geting into a mess.
where we decide what will fulfill our needs.
Within finding ouselves, we find ordeals
Withing finding ourselves we find
when found, we will discover our heels.
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