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Aug 2015
I went for a walk
in Balquidderock wood
To a fork in the road
But which one was good ?.

Paralyzed by fear
Unsure where to go
Where is the ease ?
Where is the flow ?.

The one that seems easy
may beΒ deceptive
what floods the brain
are thoughts so eclectic.

I take the first step
ahh !...that's OK
Green light in my spirit
I'm on the right way.
Balquiderrock wood is near my home in Scotland.
Peter Hall
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Peter Hall  56/M/Scotland
(56/M/Scotland)   
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