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A Twisted Path

Life is at best a twisted path, A crooked line from start to end. Often murky, sometimes clear, With ups and downs and curves and bends, Always unknown which way it wends Until the very end is near. But, however twisted, craggy, flat, Strewn with stones or smooth as glass, The path we take is up to destiny. No matter how we may obsess, To no avail we second guess, What follows life will always be a mystery.

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Date: 4/28/2023 10:52:00 AM
Wise observations, wonderfully penned, Jim!
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Jim Slaughter
Date: 4/28/2023 1:25:00 PM
Thank you, Ilene.
Date: 4/28/2023 10:04:00 AM
Hello Jim Slaughter, oh you are so right! Life is a mystery. no one knows our destiny whether good or bad. enjoy your day my friend./Darlene\
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 4/28/2023 11:12:00 AM
Hello Jim, yes it is fun to unravel it to see where it is going. enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene\
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Jim Slaughter
Date: 4/28/2023 10:27:00 AM
But it's kind of fun unraveling it, isn't it? Thanks, Darlene.

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