heroine or victim
as if she had a choice
choose, choose
decide
run
running
no way out
find the door
take flight
boat at the dock
chart your course
head for the shore
navigate by the moon
and the stars
turn, turn
slowly,slowly
find your way
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1 comments:
We all try to chart our own course but tides, currents, winds, anchors and barnacles conspire against us sometimes.
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