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Alex
Poems
May 2014
Onwards
I look forward into the great expanse, and
I see nothing. It is dry and it is arid and nothing
grows, not the toughest of weeds. I walk and
I hear nothing. Only the echoing solitary footsteps I
force onwards. Ghosts and tears have fallen long ago.
All options blur into one: a steamed mirror;
a compass that cannot decide which way is North. So
onwards and forwards into the plane, though blinded and
fearful. For there must be something out there,
something for me.
#life
#future
#decisions
#confusing
#bleak
#compass
#onwards
#forwards
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Alex
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