#1925-Dead end
07/11/2022
Sometimes our path,
Weaves through places,
That’s hard to understand.
Unexpected difficulties,
Seem to be the norm.
Center stage taken up,
By the occasional storm.
But dead ends,
Aren’t what they seem.
For what lies beyond,
And cannot be seen,
Is often the right place,
For me to be.
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