The path is almost never straight

It twists, turns and meanders

Through thorny bushland

And lush green pastures;

It takes you for a ride,

Quite literally.

And sometimes,

You lose your touch with reality,

You think you might be losing your mind,

In navigating

The course of this journey.

They say,

Where there is a will,

There is a way;

And therefore,

Since there is a way,

There must be

A bounty,

That it leads to,

Or not –

How does one find out?

By staying on the path, of course.

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