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Where Am I Going
Never knowing,
No, not where I am going.
Gut renching,
The fear of not going but staying.
All hopes,
With dreams and fantasies.
I live on,
My days with thoughts of these.
My heart longing,
For like spirit to share all.
Held back, reclusive,
For to stop, to stay, clipped wings I'd fall.
Yearning love,
To hold and be held, laugh and cry.
Future beckons,
And to give in, stop, surrender not try.
For a soul,
A thing I fear I'd falter my feet.
To settle,
No, not ready, much work before I seat.
No, not where I am going.
Gut renching,
The fear of not going but staying.
All hopes,
With dreams and fantasies.
I live on,
My days with thoughts of these.
My heart longing,
For like spirit to share all.
Held back, reclusive,
For to stop, to stay, clipped wings I'd fall.
Yearning love,
To hold and be held, laugh and cry.
Future beckons,
And to give in, stop, surrender not try.
For a soul,
A thing I fear I'd falter my feet.
To settle,
No, not ready, much work before I seat.
Published 5th Nov 2011
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