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May 2018
The finish line it waits for you
So you waste no time strapping on your shoe

Not willing to even let the dust settle
you ignore in your shoe there's a pebble

Far in the distance
the sun and the rain live in coexistence

But in the path lies a bolder
and suddenly your blood runs colder

Worry begins to bubble
and your heart rate shows signs of trouble

Eyes locked ahead
even if the stress leaves you ridden in bed

We beg you to get a guide
and he tells you to look inside

The pebble in your shoe
is much bigger than the boulder you must move

You'll get to the finish line
but only if you take it one step at a time
Written by
Ann Wolf
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