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National Poetry Month 2021
It doesn't have to work out
That way
There are always
Closed doors and open windows
Forks in the road
That become four way stops
Not taken
Left for others to travel
So whether blazing solo
Down your own path
Or running
Ahead of the crowd
Know that the detours
Lead us
Where we were
Always meant to be
