Through The Maze

Through the maze that weaves and turns;
To open corridors and dead-walls unknown.
Life weaves a pattern for us to follow;
Through levels for some are easier to conquer.
From the first breath to our last
We wonder through the maze we were given.
Hoping to find the finish sign;
Saying we have full filled our life to the fullest.

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