To this world I was welcomed by a cry but with joy
I cry when happy but laugh when sad
The closer I get to my goals, the further I get from the goal
Is this the happy or the sad cycle of life?
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The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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