Looking Forward
An open road before me
My path marked on a map
Lines smearing with uncertainty
With possibility and anticipation
Many pitfalls lie before me
Hazards yet unseen
Still I must push on
To whatever waits ahead
I am guided on this journey
And yet left alone
On my shoulders rests my fate
Mine to make of what I will
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