I stand here looking forward,
Where do I go from here?
Eager to take the first step,
but my vision's not so clear.
I've blinked so many times, no avail.
Rubbed till my eyes feel raw,
Path chosen needs to be right, this time,
going headlong on feelings, I'll not.
This time the choice is only on me.
this path I will journey solo.
But this time my choice be wise,
Made Cautiously, nice and slow.
Yes, I am much older now,
but still, I'm young at heart.
One that has indeed been broken,
and needs the healing to start.
Clarity is coming.
the fog is rolling out.
When I can see, with efficacy,
A choice will be made without doubt.
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