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8h
I wish I could finally understand
which way my feet take me.

But I know that half the fun
is that sense of mystery.

Whether through fire or clouds,
love seeps through them both.

I know that as long as I walk,
the joy, the pain, and more
is simply everything I am, yet did not know before.
Written by
Jake
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