Winding PathA Poem by Dreamer137Someday, there will be a pot of gold at the end of this blinding rainbow. Eventually, every little piece of this crazy puzzle will fall beautifully and seamlessly into place. But for now, this world is a winding path with many forks and that alone is the challenge. Because we have to decide; which road shall I take? or, shall i just wander away, and create my own? © 2012 Dreamer137 |
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1 Review Added on April 28, 2012 Last Updated on April 28, 2012 AuthorDreamer137Catlettsburg, KYAboutHi I'm Krynn, I'm 17 and a senior in high school in Kentucky. I hope to pursue culinary arts in college. Writing is something I've always enjoyed, and when verse is in my head i have to right it down... more..Writing
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