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Dylan
Poems
May 8
The Forest
How did I get here?
The twisted paths can't be mapped
They are felt
Followed by intuition
The ground behind is beaten
Experience already gained
It's elegance appreciated
Terrain conquered
Scattered rays break through
Revealing a way forward
Highlighting life
Each route showcased in it's own beauty
Shrouded by leaves
Obstacles are obscured
Each trail it's own challenge
Eager to test wills
There are no wrong answers
The dim paths have their place
Lessons to be taught
Roots to embrace
Growth is inevitable
The towering trees once seeds
Nurtured by their surrounding
Encouraged to reach the sky
How I got here doesn't matter
I'm where I belong
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