Faking It Poem by Phil Soar
Faking It
Making sense of what lies ahead
I turn to astrologers
They seem to echo my feelings
Or am I reading too much into their words?
Do they read my stars and know me?
Can they predict my future?
Only I can implement the route they think I should turn down
And yet, should I take that path?
Better to resolve to wake each day and follow my heart
I like that route the best.
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5/4/2024 8:11:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And follow my heart, sounds like the best route - I changed your words, but I agree.