Stopping by a Boulder on a Sunny Day
The rocks are gritty, high and steep, But I have a promise to keep, And holds to go before I sleep, And holds to go before I sleep.
The rocks are gritty, high and steep, But I have a promise to keep, And holds to go before I sleep, And holds to go before I sleep.
today I had an epiphany. maybe. the point of balance isn’t to even the score or even... to even out the good stuff and the bad stuff.
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