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Compasses

A thought, a guide or just a hand
Quiet stars that fill the sky
All are my compasses of hope
Joining the dots
Waiting for nods
Transforming transporting from the nothings to lots
In this world of double edged choices
Mirrors lie they keep us amused and soundly asleep

Signs, milestones and smiles

Inviting, pushing and pulling over the miles
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