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Caverns of patterns,

Awaiting your return,

A cliff at every turn,

For you to fall and burn,

Slipping into your pattern.

It repeats until you discern,

There's a reason for concern,

Earning a new lesson,

Life is in constant progression.

Filling the cavern again,

With every little win,

Catching the pattern in motion,

Slowly filling through devotion,

Allowing a new path to open.

One that you have chosen,

A choice in the decision,

Thinking with precision,

Creating an incision,

Letting new patterns dig in.

Living consciously,

I see them repeatedly,

Caverns of patterns within me,

Created when I couldn't see,

Keeping me from being happy.