May 4
Spinning Round and Round
I sit right here
and gaze around
about all these things
going round and round
trying to find
where all may lead
I feel like I’m blind
to somethings indeed
flux is its state
confusion abound
A great debate
without even a sound
for in every path
a fork may arise
In which choices are made
that can change lives
The journey persists
the path is tread
this decision is one
That I may dread
~Animalistic
I just wrote that it may need some work, but I like it.
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