Walking on Corridors.
I wander on Colossal Corridors.With the Cocksurity of a magic act
Wand in hand, waiting for prompts
Defacto point that will lunge my quest
Into destinations that had become ends
I seek greater possibilities to usher me
unto the path that exits, but relentlessly,
evade my discovery.
Every step of the way is lit with the defined clarity-
of conflicting voices in my clutterd thoughts
That has readily aligned itself with my dawdling will
Of years past, the saddening twists in a woeful story
Of an ever longing search for that chosen hand
That could unravel my prize.
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