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Nov 2013
When I journeyed into the unknown,
I became familiar with something.
an element of peace.
and silence and solitude.
the world wasn't grey.
but green and vibrant.
humid and alive.
I spoke of things hidden
and confusing to even myself.
but it all made sense.
Everything worked and lived as
they were meant to.
in this weird unknown.
How was I to know where I was?
I certainly had no map.
or compass to my name.
So I wrote and began to
dream of a world even
greater than this paradise.
Where my heart wouldn't even
remember
that there was a past
and hard times.
Just an eternity ahead
to love you.
November 6,  2013
Linnea Wilson
Written by
Linnea Wilson  Cincinnati, OH
(Cincinnati, OH)   
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