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In what fashion Should my passion Be put to action? For every time I sway some way A little voice in my head will say "What is the ultimate What is the true way Pointless ventures have no place Keep doing this and your running in place Wasting time Make use of your mind In this race of life You'll be left behind" Hollow and brash I search for the next path Discouraged from the last Until the veracity that once was comes back to be passed See, for me Motivations are fleeting Nothing is ever fun Once you find out the meaning
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
journey over destination
In what fashion Should my passion Be put to action? For every time I sway some way A little voice in my head will say "What is the ultimate What is the true way Pointless ventures have no place Keep doing this and your running in place Wasting time Make use of your mind In this race of life You'll be left behind" Hollow and brash I search for the next path Discouraged from the last Until the veracity that once was comes back to be passed See, for me Motivations are fleeting Nothing is ever fun Once you find out the meaning
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
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