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May 2017
I have never been able
to tell you my left from right
I use a scar as a marker
to help me remember
when you say "turn right"

Which made it ever more
difficult when trying to decide
Should I have left?
Or are we right for one another?

I can't see the scars
on my heart
to give me a direction
I know they are there
*but which way
do I turn
Wanderer
Written by
Wanderer  Missouri, USA
(Missouri, USA)   
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   --- and Amethyst Fyre
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