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Oct 2015
I unwittingly wander like a river to wind
not seeking a center just the piece of a mind
I unknowingly dabble in this thing and that
in attempt to make sense of the place I am at
I unassuredly stumble then walk on my own
from stone static past toward futures unknown
Tiberias Paulk
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Tiberias Paulk
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