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What is progress?
Defined it’s the onward movement forward toward a destination,
The monotonous one foot after the other.
We are defined by our progress in life
By how fast we put the next foot forward
Or how many steps we take
But is that all? No!
We stumble and fight to get up
We get lost and struggle to find our way again
Our vision is blurred by lies and emotion
It’s not simply one foot after the other
It’s one step towards falling
And one step towards flying
That is progress.
Each day is like the rest
Not the worst, not the best
Just a normal mundane flow
With no spark or interesting glow
Living like I just exist
Wanting more, I cant resist
I want to break this daily bore
And walk the night upon a shore
Upon a shore with many shells
Close enough to hear the bells
Of a harbor nearby too
Not alone but here with you
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