Thoughts and Road Maps

So this may be it..where karma’s wheel dispenses destiny..a fork in the road..destinations unknown, yet familiar. A stop at the plateau of where you and I go. May we “bare” this burden, our skin never fusing again, for just the thought brings panic and drink? I smoke, in exhaustion, thoughts and road maps. Exiting this scene one hundred times or more, soles without motion. 

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