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Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Mind Forests

Old trails of pain
Through forests in our mind
Become well-worn
And ingrained with time.

To make new trails
Towards hope that's sublime
The trees must be parted
So new paths can wind

Do not tread the old trails
Leave the memories behind
They become overgrown
In the forests of time.

W.T. 23/7/2020

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