Life is a Maze
Life is a maze,we take at our own pace,
do we chose,
right or wrong; left or right,
our birth is the beginning,
our death is the ending,
we choose our own way,
knowing what's at the end,
for the maze it's nothing,
for life it's dying,
but sadly,
that's just how they end,
some end earlier,
some end later,
but eventually,
they all end,
I'm in my maze,
moving at a fast pace,
wherr are you,
in your life and maze?
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