Grief, pain, happiness
What is my mind trying to tell me?
Hurt, excitement, fear
What is my heart trying to employ?
Time is short, yet time has only begun
Ahead of me a web is being spun
Will doubt, and uncertain events be woven in thread by thread?
If I stay strong peace, comfort, and direction will be bound up
With the flip of a coin my direction can change
But I cannot follow heads and tails
My sights are set, my aim is honest
Now the real test: can I fire through my mixed emotions?
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