When my path endedA Poem by Linda alexanderDrained out souls still cement the relations
When my path ended it never marked the end of my journey
There were miles and miles of new trails I could generate The trails matching to my treasured dreams and desires They were the branded ones worthy to strike heavens Did I really have my tools ready for new trajectory Yes friend the impulse I extracted each time I fell I fell so many times but walked again with renewed spirit The hidden schema behind new voyage was the failure itself
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7 Reviews Added on September 19, 2014 Last Updated on September 20, 2014 AuthorLinda alexanderNew Hyde Park, NYAboutI am a writer and I used to write since I was nineteen years old. I grew up in a house with huge library. I read some of those books to be accurate I will say very few. I saw individuals reading day a.. more.. |


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