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Dec 2015
I made a wrong turn,
On a racecar track,
And I don’t think I can learn,
How to find my way back.

Everyone went left,
But with a motion so deft,
I discovered with a fright,
That I was going right.

What was down this way I could not have known,
Though somehow I know that I will be shown,
Through upcoming strife,
I shall improve my life.
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I found my way back,
To the old racecar track,
Though I feel this was unwise,
Because they demand my demise.

All too late I realize,
That diversity they do not advise,
And my wrong turn for which I will burn,
Is not the right turn,
But the decision to return.
Written by
Holden Feldbauer  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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