Lost Ones
One scattered about roaming round in these perilous wilderness full of lost hopes and sagacity. Was a compass and a map given to you lost ones? Yet you chose not to follow its direction and chose your own paths diverted and went astray, you often screamed your a free thinker and yes most of us are. Lost ones sometimes most of us needs guidance so we won’t trampled the wrong weary roads lost ones.
Copyright © Michaela Renee Solomon | Year Posted 2022
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