How often we come to the end of a road.
Not sure of the way that we should go.
Maybe it's not the street where we ought to be
Could it be the path untraveled is actually for me.
Not the ones thats paved and everything is clear
But possibly the ones that seem shady and initiate fear.
A new path I will travel and see where it goes
May be the best one for me nobody really knows.
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Author:
Barnabas (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2025 09:26
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
It makes sense that if we want to be in a different place that we are headed that we need to change direction. Well written
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