Paths Poem by thomas tromblee
Paths
It can’t just I don’t know if I can I cant I know that I cant stop on this road of shifting sands that I walk but I don’t know if I can finish what I started in this game. A game called life. A game that we know will never end in the way we think It will. But I must strive this fear of the unknown future and finish what I started.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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