The paths are mapped out.
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Before - 05 Jun 21
Never before in my memories
Have I seen
The trails of distant dreams
Etched across the sky
Contrails of maybes
As much as I do now
Stretching into the future
.
Look up, they are there.
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A place to allow some of my literary and other creative skills to emerge and evolve.
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