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Sometimes I Wonder
Is there a place to which I belong?
Which I have searched already so long
Since all time is to me...?
Where are the signs or directions?
Somewhere on these roads are connections
That indicate the way?
Sometimes I wonder...
Perhaps there are maps others have found,
Written paths leading to holy grounds,
With buried treasure within...
The chance is here to find and explore
And seeing which is the golden door
Stop short of entering...
Resisting discoveries beyond
Mortal security holding on,
Knowing imperfection...
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poem
by
Romeo Della Valle
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