A poem

A poem

Keep Walking

To: Her

From: Me

You have never been alone,

In the dark and feeling unsure, per haps

But never alone. Loneliness tried to write the story, but Truth has the final say.

You had a thought and in the dark, light appeared,

Small dots became a path. Keep thinking, for it guides your way. Think of things above not on things of the earth.

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