Despite many attempts
I failed. To define life.
I travelled between a journey
and a lesson most of the time.
Then
I started reading
versions of good and bad,
right and wrong,
success and failure;
Nothing is accurate,
nothing perfect.
My life, I thought
cannot be construed
by borrowed fantasies.
I came back to spell out.
Horrible interpretations
of yes and no.
Which path to take?
I don’t spend my time
thinking over it,
questioning ceaselessly,
anywhere I go
a way comes along.
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