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At Times...

There are easier paths to walk. Obviously. All I need to do is search.

But this is the path I have chosen. It's full of weeds and bumps and rocks. Obstacles everywhere.

Some days I skip through... some days I drag my feet. Some days I might look like I'm skipping my way through but I'm actually dragging my feet. But still I move on. And on. And on. Because unlike other people, I can't stop. I have to move.

So why is it so difficult to understand?

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