Lost
Along the highway of my life
I drive sans certainty
And though the air is filled with cloud
A dead end now I see
As I wanted to turn around
and take another route
At the rear view mirror made a glance,
viewed the curves and turns I took
I want to back track on my trail
But can't make out anything
The path I took was so unclear,
with much meanderings
For I have wandered aimlessly
From the start to the end
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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