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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Poem 236: Unknown

I step out perhaps in foolishness
perhaps in simple trust.
I move forward with hesitantness
but refuse to stop my thrust.
whatever future brings to me
it was not in my plan
for what I had thought was best for me
no longer's in my hand.

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