Steps
I don’t know where I’m going.
I don’t know where I’m heading.
I hear soft whispers
Calling me to move closer
To life’s mysteries.
I follow the sounds.
I move forward
While occasionally looking backwards
Facing my patterns.
My sweaty palms
Hold hands with my shadow.
How far am I going?
I hear the whispers getting louder.
They sound like echos in an ancient abandoned …
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