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The Middle Way
Just a short idea or vision I had, sort of metophoric for life, mine and yours.
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The middle way

By the woods I found the lonely road.
Barely a path covered with grass.
The white birches are bending,
Thier green leaves blowing in the breeze.
I hear the creak of wagon wheels.
Under the afternoon sun I am thinking.
Of how far I have gone.
And how far I have the go.
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