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Sep 2013
when i began with my journey
i forgot to count my first few steps
iv walked a distance now
and im clueless about my road ahead

when did i start
thinking about myself
i thought this was about my destination
the months say twelve

i say no
how could it be december
i never witnessed the snow
''maybe you did, but you were never awake until september''

my journey
when did it start
i dont remember leaving
there are no memories of any part

me has been the subject
the journey has been the discussionist
why not the other way around
why am i not making my own journey

when did it start
how could i know when it will end
when i didnt count my first few steps

i may not see the journey but im on it
i may not see the gates but theyre are not that far off
i may not see nor hear the father standing by the destination
but i know he is by the gate

im almost there
but when did it start
Collin Nuetraal
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