Looking back,
it's bumpy road, full of dirt
and I said to myself,
"I've made it."
Standing solemnly,
disgusted by the dirt
all over myself and said,
"I've made it."
Looking forward,
it's a long road, still bumpy,
no directions and I said,
"I want to make it, again."
Standing solemnly
disgusted by the dirt, I said,
"I want no dirt.
I'll clean it."
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