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It’s funny the things we see as the best

Something that's not just good

But better then the rest

What is that line that we draw

Is it in the sand

Or is it in the loosening of our jaw

We see it as something to look up to

But no one expects it from me

Or even of you

We say we strive and strive

All day long

For the best to fall short

Until something better comes along

Is life a mission from least to best

Or is it a journey

Where you find that best

Starts in your chest


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