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The journey has begun It’s her journey, But, of course, it’s mine as well. Different roads we’re on, She is on a path of discovery; A new land. A new man. Perhaps even a path to freedom. My travels are inward Trying to grasp the changes Which will surely come. Like a billboard rushing by In the glare of headlights Its message seen peripherally Is that what it said? Maybe not. Just trying to get a sense Are we traveling apart? Or simply in different lanes Parallel. Watching each other Always mindful of the gap. Or am I following her Mimicking her every turn Destined to never catch up?
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
The Journey
The journey has begun It’s her journey, But, of course, it’s mine as well. Different roads we’re on, She is on a path of discovery; A new land. A new man. Perhaps even a path to freedom. My travels are inward Trying to grasp the changes Which will surely come. Like a billboard rushing by In the glare of headlights Its message seen peripherally Is that what it said? Maybe not. Just trying to get a sense Are we traveling apart? Or simply in different lanes Parallel. Watching each other Always mindful of the gap. Or am I following her Mimicking her every turn Destined to never catch up?
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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