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Oct 2011
In that place of perfection
Long gone and past,
I left my heart and
I lost myself
In the setting sun
And grains of sand,
Finally letting go
Of all that made me blind
And seeing
For the first time
A new road that
Lay before me
Pure and untrodden
Meant only for
My weary feet
To touch and
Leave footprints
Upon this sand.
Meant for no cars to pass
Nor wheels to tread
For this journey
Will make haste
For no one
Nor wait for time
To catch up.
Meant for me to
walk alone
with no fear
to hold me unmoving
nor queues to
impede my progression
Yet room enough
For a hand to hold
Or a smile to be shared
Amongst friends
And under aimless stars shining.
And before our very eyes
As we sit to rest
Our wandering souls
And listen to the waves break
A new sun does rises.
Stephanie Ann Sepko
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