Your journey is winding,
Your chaos is binding.
Tumbling across life,
While it happens to you.
Tossing through the ships,
Waves of circumstances,
Pounding past starboard.
Sharpening your edges,
Dangerous and safe.
Eventually, you have moulded,
But what you can't let go of,
What stays through your labyrinths,
The perceived good, bad, ugly,
That latches to your soul,
Is your crux.
Accept your crux,
And chaos falls away for peace.
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