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Mar 2020
Now wandering in the clearing, still some leaves are tickling me
Trying to find some shade but there's none that I can see
And though it makes all visible from the distance in the plain
I seem to struggle finding which path leads towards my aim

But steps are to be taken, truth is only found by trying
And fear is devious when in doubt, advising you but lying
So through the haze from questions of yesterday’s remains
I’ll make a move and keep on going till blood is in my veins

You spent some time and wrote me your own heart-warming word
And I feel blessed, it made my sight look instantly less blurred
So let’s keep celebrate and be happy for the long haul
This new year’s here for me, but ‘fore I go I thank you all.
Mister Peculiar
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