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Nov 2019
I stand in a forest, a million paths in front of me
Each one a different choice, a different person I could be

I've taken roads I thought were bright
But those only brought another plight

Some paths were dark and full of fear,
But in the end, they brought me here

I remember each choice and decision
I remember the pain and derision

Not one choice has been easy
But not every day can be sunny and breezy

With every mistake came a lesson learned
With every embarrassment came wisdom earned

So as I look at the paths not taken
I'll remember that I'd be mistaken

To think one would've brought more cheer
Than the one that led me here
Ian Dunn
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Ian Dunn  29/M
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