The Long Run

Ever since I was a child
I've learned to live with a dichotomy
A mind that longs for quiet and solitude
All the while my heart beating out of my chest in unrest
Longing for adventure
Like the city I moved to finally after patience and all in a rush
The building I live in standing firm like a monument to having a place of rest
The train always running beneath the sidewalk just outside
One hundred destinations and no destination at all
All of life is that dichotomy
Peace versus the race
But we all are in a race back to that peace in the long run
Pun intended
Every person's goal is the same
Peace and soul's rest
But the journey there keeps us in motion
Body and soul alike

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