Crowds of thoughts of sounds of
People - their bodies making the
Noises of life - a cacophony of
Wails from the cradlde to the grave
Begin what might be the soundtrack to
Your strife in traveling forward
Happily since the din of the noise
Rises high above the thought pattern
You fly to make your choices seem right.
Put the pedal to the metal and go -
Battering down all that get in the way.
This is your life; you get to play it
However you want - without say.
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