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Poem: Along

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On watery paths one strolls to clarity,

as a way to seek what flows within.

Through fog one tends to plead abundantly,

to grasp the right point to begin.

~~~ 

Blindly one reaches to find the trigger,

knowing the future holds no promise.

Of torn veins, and one is left to linger,

and push assurance into darkness.

~~~

A solace’s call disguises merits,

while effort ends a valuable connection.

One can burn attacks in spirits,

when succeeding with the right selection.

Author:

I write about my daily life, and what comes to mind at any given time! I've been where you've been, and you've been where I've been. I'm just here to remind myself and everyone else, that life has its ups and downs. Yes, the world does rule me, but I do rule the world sometimes :). Feel free to leave your comments and thank you for reading my blog!

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