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Always Onward...
Onward, it's always onward
Sometimes it's what's left behind
But really it's always onward.
Onward, it's always onward
I can't seem to pay them any mind;
Onward or what's left behind
For me, it's all a story
with the beginning all forgot
and ending not writ; the incomplete story
For me, it's all a story
And the middle, what's not forgot
Being slowly writ, slowly taught
Every step creates a word
In the ever-unfolding, masterful prose
Starting by only a single word
Every step creates a word
A carefully crafted, first-draft prose
Always onword our stories arose
We go onward, always onward
A step, a word, a journey, a life
No matter the context, it's still onward.
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