Them
I was at the Crossroads of my life.
So he said to me
"walk and the path shall present itself"
and walk barefoot I did
and the long Road I took
stopping only at the Gate
Knives in my pockets to protect the way,
Roses as my only garment,
black velvet, laughter, and crystal beads...
I was at the Crossroads of my life.
And forever there I'll stay!
Copyright © Morgana Moon | Year Posted 2022
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