My
light shines at an odd angle
The
road not taken is of diverging paths
In
perplexity the falcon and falconer stares
None
knowing where love tends
THE
BEGINNING
Where
it started no one knows,
But
here I stand in this yellow sail
Reaching
out to lonely souls
In
perplexity I paddle and row
The
waters are dark and lonely
In
a place called VANELAND
In
the land of SOULFARE
Yond
the plains of HUMANITY
I
paddle and steer on
With
loneliness as my compass
Incertitude
rage deep within me
But
still and slow I paddle on
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