If there is a goal in every journey and a purpose in every soul
And each passage is suppose to lead you to a different outcome,
Would you still repeat the steps if you were to walk again?
If there is a pause in every snapshot and a flashback in every diary
And each page is written to remember the pathway that has been taken
Would you still rewrite the passage if you were to draft over?
Life is like an hourglass; the fine sands are like particles from the deeds.
The remains is the cocktails of emotions and memories that defines
And the bottleneck withholds the spectrum of differing concerns
Would you still run the dust in the same fashion and sift through things that matters?
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