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Dec 2012
My journey begins here
My future steps unclear
The road ahead is done and said
As is the road behind
Marked in time
Like aging wine
Beneath the cellar floor
My life, my love
My war

In each day I find
Some left behind
Some waiting at my door
So many paths
With no map
No stars to guide me home.
And so I travel like the blind
Careful not to look behind
For time, it can deceive
One moments glance
One missed chance
Could make a coward of me.
So I keep my pace
I’ll run this race
Careful not to flee
Fight my fight
Keep God and light
No end in sight I see

MTBL
Mary Lukaitis
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