At times

At times you feel lost and downhearted,
Taking a walk through time.
Feeling as if a bad time has started,
The pressure of life is high.
A repetition of things every day,
Nothing new, nothing ever changes
And your thoughts are in disarray
And the long road further stretches.
Then you pull yourself together,
Promising yourself that never
Will you ever give up on yourself
And you smile and once again delve
To the fine world of the inner peace of mind
And once again you see the shining light.


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