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I'm the sinner-saint  The peace-making warrior The thunder-bearing silence I often run out of breath chasing the mouse in my head through the corners of my past, to the maze of my now And then towards the labyrinth of my future Sometimes, I smile, I laugh cheerily at my woes Other times, I sob in the throes of my mirth Adrift like a leaf on the river, I follow my path Is it good? Is it bad? I no longer question the wherefore of my days I found peace when I stopped chasing the mouse in my head. I no longer listen to the voices I hear I have become the voice. I have become one: I, my path My journey, and destination.