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Jul 2012
We all walk along
The path of life.
Some choose to hurry
On, rushing ever
Forward to a goal
That is never guaranteed.
Others putter along,
Looking ever backwards,
They only remember
What they've done
And don't see whats right
Before them.
Does a moderate pace exist?
Balancing the past
With goals for the
Future?
Isaac Sands
Written by
Isaac Sands  Manteo, NC
(Manteo, NC)   
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