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Sorting through old writings,

Rantings of a young and wide-eyed youth,

Poems of illusions of love,

Writings some might call uncouth.

Memories flood back to me

As I look through these old scripts.

Tortured soul,

Bit of an asshole,

But not a word of it passed my lips.

The yearnings of a boy in blind love,

The stories of one to change,

The legend of how the New World came,

Writings smart and strange.

Poems here,

Stories there,

English and manuscript.

A blurry timeline now appears,

Can’t say I am pleased with it.

Such foolish words

Were written down,

But all in all I learned

That I could not have everything,

No matter how much I yearned.

I see my journey,

My twists and turns,

Roads filled with thorn and bramble.

I stumbled through

Much like a fool,

On hands and knees I shambled.

But here I am,

A changed man,

Made wise by times of learning.

I learned from the error of my old ways,

Now in a new direction I’m turning.



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