Carved and sculpted
Into the perfect shape
Freedom to grow
Wanting to know
The truth and the search
How to travel the path
Make yourself worthy
Sometimes the method
Hurts and confuses
Poisons and decays
New ways will emerge
Over and over
Paths open and close
Which way do I go
So many times to fail
So many times to succeed
Dreading the fall
Anticipating the rise
Cut the strings and dance
To the tune inside of you
Let yourself learn the steps
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