life is hard work,--
there's no doubt about that at all,
and no matter how you do it,
the journey is the same for everyone --
you struggle, you strain,
you sweat and you toil,
and you rest at the end of the day
so you can continue tomorrow,
and you do it so that things will be better
for you, for others,
because you have to.
but don't set such a pace
that you can't pause
and just stand and look at the hills,
and dream for a moment or two...
because you have to have a little mix
of imagination in there with the reality,
in order to sort of balance things out.
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