Mirage
Vaguely known a common ground
Hear the words; familiar sound
Walk a path ‘twas footstep marked
Search for scenes long since embarked
Within my mind I see the source
The roads I choose doth set the course
As time descends, a past has grown
I’ve come to learn was not my home
Copyright SGW 2012
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Lovely verse!
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