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Jan 2015
Two roads,
did not diverge,
in my dying wood.

There is no clear path,
I am wandering,
and wondering,
where do I go from here?
Just when I thought I was on the right path, it vanished into confused.
Lauren Cole
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Lauren Cole  United States
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