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Feb 2021
Sunken screed below me as I run on the wooded path
The path guides me through the light and darkness
My footing is uncertain

Mucky soil below as I run through the copse
The path guides me through the ups and downs
My footing is more firm

Solid tarmac below me as I run on the pavement
The path guides me safely from oncoming harm
My footing is founded

The paths of life are there for us to take
The footings may be different
But the destination is the same
Just mulling over the different paths we take as I run regularly
Brian Turner
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Brian Turner  United Kingdom
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   Imran Islam
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