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May 2018
Up
Two roads diverged in a wood
and I, I was forced to take the road less traveled by.
The road that’s cold,
the road that’s lonely.

Being on this road
is something that I am not used to.
I am used to soft morning kisses
and goodnight hugs
and shared everything.

But now that I am here
I see something new,
something strange,
something I never knew that I needed.

Seeing a new height
above the clouds,
my mind is clear.

Losing you
wasn’t a loss.

Because in losing you
I found the sun.
Sylveen
Written by
Sylveen  23/F/California, USA
(23/F/California, USA)   
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