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Along the path of life we often stray,
Things we always planned to do cast aside,
Books we meant to read, songs we meant to sing,
Trips we meant to take, many things denied.

As days march on Iíll not allow lifeís storms,
Nor skies forever fair to keep me still,
Renewed, each day more precious than the last,
My quest, little pleasures, each one to fill.

Iíll test myself: ahead I know thereís more,
Much more than the imagination yields,
Just watch me run! Iíll run until I ache,
Across imagination spattered fields.

Time, it marches into a future day,
As seasons change, from my quest Iíll not stray.

All Stars Challenge with mariannajo (Marianna)
Required phrase nor skies forever fair

By Sallee

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