Many voices, many choices
calling me to fields unsown
corners of my mind's obsessions
I have finally outgrown
No more need for past possessions
new beginnings to take on
mountains, valleys, untrod alleys
unheard melodies at dawn
Untold secrets, unseen treasures
unbeknownst to mortal souls
now in gentle waves unfolding
reaching for an unknown goal.
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