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In the journey of love
I thought I walked alone
Down a time worn path
Of broken cobblestone

With weariness at my side
I came to the paths' division
I stood there in sorrow
Consumed by indecision

One path looked familiar
Like one traveled for years
Safe and unnoticed
Swept clean by fallen tears

Yet the other looked fresh
Would its travel be smooth
Lain by hope and faith
Does it lead straight to you

So where do I travel
Do I follow heart or mind
Love is a powerful thing
Do I take that path...
This time

~THE FLOWING PEN~
11-6-04







 




 



      


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