005 Balance

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How are we to find balance?

With so much to do and so little time?

Everything good seems a hindrance

And everything toxic a crime.

Perhaps take a deep breath

And just let yourself rest.

Soon enough we'll all meet death

Whether or not we feel stressed

So why not enjoy life's little blessings

Along the way.

See what to us fate brings

And perhaps we might just stray

Towards a feeling we call joy

And into a secret, strange presence

That does not destroy

But instead offers balance.

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