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by Anna Stephens Jan 19, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
A path to nowhere the road most trod one single, solitary soul on the edge where light meets dark hollow shell of humankind no past, no future adrift somewhere between the shore and sea of life profound the sadness of this heart no comfort for a weary traveler heavy footsteps following the trail leading slowing to that unknown only mountains too high to climb rivers of tears too deep to cross nothing left to mark this life the tide of living has left no tracecopyright October 10, 2008 Anna Stephens