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Traveling
There are places I’ve grown from some far and wide
Past my heart and lingering within my mind
There are roads I may have crossed craggy and forgotten
Each step I take I ascertain more clearly
Through the willful nights and past stories
I never looked back for more than a mere second
Whispering all the things I saw and sensed
I’ve learned to transform inconveniences and annoyances
This wind that now blows shows me-
I must discipline my intellectual truths
Training in the joy of day to day
I shall walk along the ruins of yesterday
On a journey of understanding myself
With less fear and doubt and wiser to the day
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