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Trailing past the winding road, something in me forgotten
The way the bends curve and straighten so horribly out of place
No more I say no more
No more the winding road
Forget the bends and its curves on a new road I set

Walking down the narrow road, something in me remembered
The bending willows that curve and sway so wonderfully out of place
The curling flowers that bend and bow neatly in their beds
No more I say no more
No more this narrow road
Remember the bends that curve and straighten
This old road I return
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Path, by Jaimie Reel 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
Fran McClelland More than 1 year ago
Both roads have their own limitations, but beauty also abounds along the way...you want to sort out what's the best of both worlds ! Good job. 
Yasaman Johari More than 1 year ago
nice written....
Coy Day More than 1 year ago
Patty Mansfield More than 1 year ago
Terrific job.
Adeoluwa Agunlejika More than 1 year ago
Exactly the way i love poem to be written
Yolanda Jones More than 1 year ago
good read
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