The nevers you once pushed aside
Will return to claim a place inside.
The path you chose with steady hand
May lead to lands you never planned.
There is no law, no perfect thread,
Just lies that keep you warm, then dead.
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Author:
Necky (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Excellent write
thank you...💓💓
You're welcome
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