The Path Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

The Path



Life treasure tasks hated such as failing to recall a feature, retain the funds the replacement to uplift cash, to have no job but pleasure safely in a bank.

My duty is to target it is minor, at draining steals this item cutting, reveals faults it stops to pits and boasts a max: ends fear to retire seals final facts.

Goal hit refuge an issue disclosing the mistakes I tire, highest gain never a desire weak it give sinks, replacing flawed assets tasks bashes out the fire.

Efforts predestined to a dream site the may route, choose I am paved lane directing it way to dream course, at this weak aim it sway retiring set peace.

My selection I've picked plummeted it low a sack, deleted void the downs a lack stop, whole stack totally lifted investments earnings the job all years.

Job I will soon leave its living life, foretold rest is another side, to reside it finally total finance years sought stride, terminate friendship ends scheme.

Cash earns in this bank by laboring secured he is said child again wanting to play, bids right routes cuts it is worries joy mild, fallen tear got I am wild.

Plan is at fault removal increasing funds not fall short, making it no error it to abort lost gain cost to end work, welcoming a job retirement in resort.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Things that're wanted its work deeds to earn them delights, given struggles this act of endurance for those items you buy said it not obtained pleasures.
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(TPAC)  Alexander Coppedge

(TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Warrenton, North Carolina
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