Along the fourth day of wisdom
I found Chance
She wasn’t someone
that I really cared to know
So I made excuses
as to why I couldn’t linger
She understood
and told me where to go.
I found myself alone
A place I love
when searching soul is needed
And if it wasn’t
for the reflections that I found
That moment’s meaning
would have been depleted.
My journey
was nowhere being over
For the fourth day
had many hours to go
The sun was high
lingering above my head
And the road before me
held secrets I did not know.
So off I went
looking for inspiration
Looking for the clues
to the wisdom of the ages
But all I found
was the bonds of Repetition
And inspiration was nullity
paid in phantom wages.

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