Odd

Not sure where I'm going, but I know where I've been.
It's been a long road, filled with bumps, turns, and many surprises.
Not all bad.i feel as if this road I'm on is going nowhere and it will go on forever.
That life was only ok when there was turmoil.
I can't say much but I'm afraid for the road ahead because I only have a permit.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

xxlivixxbooger’s Poems (13)

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