The Path we Choose

July 11, 2016

Greener was the ground before we walked

Purer was the air before we breathed

Cleaner was the the water before we swam

The future is many pathways, it eludes us

Our past is the memories of the people, it haunts us

But as each life flickers forth

A new story starts

And a new choice to make

Lies before each person's path

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