Paths you venture on
are yours to contend
Be easiest of passage
or curviest of the bend
None takes on the ride
or beholds a dreamt dream
Pain of a dire affliction
you alone must redeem
Advice though offered
panacea never received
Irritants stay constant
but pain is not relieved
All's well to be critical
ridicule other's stance
Not realizing the agony
of actual circumstance
Most come in flocking
while better are trends
Bad times go on to tell
who all are good friends
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