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still shrouded by mist
head in the clouds
swinging between choices presented
mind filled with doubt
blurry images of desire
incessant spouting of interests
all conjoin to make the confused
even more confused
when last clarity appears
hands reach and heart yearns
for the one path
to follow, blinkers on
but fate deals us blows
that jolts us unknowingly
back to comforting changeableness
pliable malleable and susceptibly soothing
in a state of false security
where the uncertain seems more certain
too easy it is to be tempted to remain
an indecisive urn of possibilities
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But…
If certainty was more certain
And possibilities were decided
We would be but creatures of no thought or choice
Plugged into what lies ahead
Fate jolts us no doubt
But with that surges in hope
If only you see it and store it
To keep you going till you know more
So walk on..head in the clouds
With blinkers or without
Sometime soon you will know
Whether your path is shown or your own
Just keep in mind what you learn
So the same mistakes do not recur
Because although this road may be set for you
Maybe, stopping your faults will change it for you…
All the best with all you undertake
I know and believe you will make it right
In you I have always seen so much
And love you I will, no matter what you try.