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Meandering Thoughts Of  The Taoist Kind

 I beg your pardon
I never promised you a Zen garden
Namaste my friend
we all get there in the end

The road is long
and many lose their way
preferring the road less travelled
to the middle path

The view from the mountaintop
is breathtaking
once the struggle is done
but I beg your pardon
I never promised you a Zen garden
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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