Creatures of habit.
We struggle beneath the weight,
bearing us down and out
the door to the right is open.
We can take the easy way
through the wide open door
or breathe still mind open heart,
to where rubber meets the road.
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Creatures of habit.
We struggle beneath the weight,
bearing us down and out
the door to the right is open.
We can take the easy way
through the wide open door
or breathe still mind open heart,
to where rubber meets the road.
f