The Journey
For much in every beginning
There is to be had
But in the end
All we have is ourselves
And time
Time is relative
Something humans created
To make sense of the world
To keep track of themselves
Beginnings
And Endings
Are short
It is the middle
The longest
The hardest part
That matters most
Too often
The middle is forgotten
And lost
In the jumble of chaos
That surrounds it
Isn't the journey
More important
Than the destination?
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