The Road Ahead
My future feels bright
But uncertainty follows
Like the stars do the night,
And what my future holds,
I cannot know.
The path is laid out,
But my feet, full of doubt,
Stand at the threshold, afraid to go.
I shall miss what I have,
Indeed, very much,
But I feel a small push
From a force unknown.
My time has come,
And change waits for none.
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