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The Tall Grass
I see miles of tall grass in front of me.
Menacing, brooding green blades
touching the sky,
with no horizon in sight.
I see no paved out paths through it.
I see no forked roads.
Has anyone made it to the other end,
has anyone stood where I stand now,
I know not.
I need to pave my way through it,
alone and distraught,
and that's all I know.
I do not have an axe in my hand to help me through, no.
I'd have to wade through those tall greens,
with my bare hands and
my heart on my sleeve,
I know I will be scarred by the cruel blades and the vermins in the dark.
Still, I hope there is sunshine on the other end and flowers to cushion my fall.
But,
how will I know I reached where I was meant to,
when I'm making my way blindly,
with no destination, no strength and maybe no desire...?
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