The familiarity of this situation has controlled the regulation of my clarity
Once again my regrets have me set on the path of redemption
Or is it temptation that has my heart racing?
In my quest to see what's for me I have ignored what I adore
And for reasons unknown, the seeds I've sown Have brought me a harvest of unrest
So I must plow thru the lines in my mind To field a field that may yield the fruit of content
This has me spent in energy
But ironically my second wind just kicked in
And since this race isn't a sprint
I'll pick a pace so I won't easily relent, my victory...history
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