The Road

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Two years from now, I hope this road will finally be finished

I've been hunting and gathering, far way to long

There was a lot of work needed to be done before reaching this point

I hope all is well and well is good

When completion reaches near, people will stop and cheer

Since this road has been under construction, for many many years

With roads we can travel, without them we are out of commission

We all are hanging back, watching and looking

Many roads are finished, cause they are rolled out to the public

Many roads are corrupt, cause vicious individuals has used them to the fullest

Which becomes broken beyond repair

Some day, maybe one day

Mine will reflect the same

But not today,
Because when these years are up

...

I'll pave the way

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