lostNfound
Bluelight Crew
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My eyes are open and here I am.
Standing at the end of the road.
Theis fork made of more prongs than I am used to.
Which way I go I must decide.
I shall not falter here too long.
My minds eye
warps the path ahead of me
like a novelty drinking straw
twisting and turning
until every path blends into one
So many paths in one direction
Not a natural occurence
The way ahead is a blur
like the world beyond a frosted glass
but if I can make it through
I have made the next step
whether I stumble through blindly
or accustom my eyes to this blur
all that matters is making it through
On the other side
a new journey awaits!
Standing at the end of the road.
Theis fork made of more prongs than I am used to.
Which way I go I must decide.
I shall not falter here too long.
My minds eye
warps the path ahead of me
like a novelty drinking straw
twisting and turning
until every path blends into one
So many paths in one direction
Not a natural occurence
The way ahead is a blur
like the world beyond a frosted glass
but if I can make it through
I have made the next step
whether I stumble through blindly
or accustom my eyes to this blur
all that matters is making it through
On the other side
a new journey awaits!
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