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Something touched me on the way
Through my day
I was on a path to self-awareness
When something caused a delay
I was so close to clarity
I could taste it almost reach it touch. . .
Something grabbed my vision
Made me turn too far away stray too much
I still know the path
I marked it as I passed
I’ll return there again someday
Because somethings never last
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I love when people connect to my writing, and i get what you mean about the comma,,,everything in me cried out to use it, but i really wanted it to run together even if it wasn't seamless....but thanks for reading
