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Nov 2011
Perhaps, in fear,
I had let go-
I could not forever wander.
I could not see
the ending road,
so my mind did wonder.

What fantasies do lie ahead?
What nightmares lurk in darkness?
So I turned home instead,
as uncertainty held no interest.
Kristine
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Kristine  Chicago, IL
(Chicago, IL)   
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