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WhiteI’ve lost my direction.

So many times,

I’ve lost my way,

Turning here where

I should have turned there

Or when I should have stayed straight.

No GPS for life itself.

~

But paths crisscross

Like fabric laid out

From one cloth,

Stretched near in a city

And farther apart in the country.

~

Aye! What matters it at all?

Wherever I go, there I am

As the reel unwinds.

~

by S.A. Bort

photo by S.A. Bort

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