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Writer's pictureShana A.

Love Wandering


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My love,


I often stare out the window

Reflecting on this journey,

Like a paper cup blowing soundless in the wind

From one yard to the next street to the wonder of where it will eventually be,

Will it end up in the same final destination if it was simply thrown away in honesty, or does the scenic route change the narrative to something special beyond beliefā€¦

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