16.08.23
Life is a maze snaking out before me
Endless possibilities and outcomes
How do I know what is right?
Those before me warn against the snares that be
But sometimes I wander into uncharted regions
With neither map, compass nor forethought
Always returning with scars of souvenirs
Yelling out warnings to those who dare follow
~RC
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Poetry365 days of poetry A/N This is a continuation because Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit on books and the year has 365 days.
