Stroll
Stroll
The paths I have trodden, decisions I have made,
roads often barely travelled, unmarked and vague,
loves I have known, not always given nor received,
following my heart, in what I believed.
Shattered dreams and victories, have all been known,
throughout the years, the man has truly grown,
a small boy remains, upon the path, unchanged,
until nothing but a fading memory remains.
Stoic
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