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At a Crossroad

Soul’s only comfort is to feel the grains of sand, Taken from Land of purity, serenity, and charm, Longing to meet my elegant people in the Land, The Land is over the seas and under the storms. Once upon a whole new world resides a flower, In territories further up north from the original, But self’s Origin is, from it just a bit northwest, Saddened by fate separating flower from Land. I have arrived at a crossroad of copious paths, I should take that of the Land, albeit tortuous, Me united with the northern flower is up to fate, Although, new flowers do continuously blossom. Monday, 7 th of November 2011