My life has reached a place in the way
Where not a turning point or a curve ball ahead lay
If I were a fledgling bird, I'd fly
But from here, I can't even see the sky
So at the last tree I smear my mark
And slide into my life's next part.
March 25th, 2018
Thursday, August 16, 2018
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