A path we walk so knowingly,
Yet do we really want to be?
So innocent, so young and free
We walk this path unknowingly.
Take my hand and lead me far
So far away where sweet things are.
A better place, so quiet and true,
Down this path we always knew.
The fairy tale our minds know well
A mirage? we ask, no one can tell.
Take me there so I can say
This path we walk will end one day.
-Bonni Stroud
Poetry
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