One thing truly never left

This new journey of mine,
I have treaded; still treading.
Treading never ending.
Well, so it seems.
My days have been favoured coatings, 
flavoured blisters in my mind,
ever pushing. Filters I now find,
ever reminding, like I ever forgot. 
Well, maybe I did.
Filters crying out; every now and then; 
never forget why you parted;
this is all you truly wanted.
To live the life in the count,
and walk the walk on the mount. 
Living the life in the count,
walking the walk on the mount.

By Emmanuel Johnson
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