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Jan 2020
Go north,
into Frost’s domain.
Comparing your soul,
and walk the same path.
Stomp the ground,
to make it real.
Walk in the wood,
in the grass and snow.
Follow the steps,
learned from the past.
Diverge in the thicket,
and follow your heart.

How did you do it?
Will I have to die to?
Jason Drury
Written by
Jason Drury  40/M/New Hampshire
(40/M/New Hampshire)   
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