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poems born from the chilly wind of three in the morning *also features some of my poems written when i was in college

There... but where?

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by auburncitylights

by auburncitylights

I'm not sure what's in stored for me out there,

But I'm sure I'll get there,

Someday,

I'll find my way to get there,

Where my hopes and dreams,

Come together,

One day,

I'll see myself standing,

There,

No more disarray,

Only smiles and blue skies,

There,

Where I want to go,

No matter how far I'll go,

I'll soon get there,

But where?

Where is there?

How can I go there?

Maybe,

Oh, maybe,

Soon,

After I wake up from this slumber.

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I've been having a rough time this past week and this poem represents me and my cloudy future at this moment.

Anyway, I hope you guys are doing fine! A vote and/or comment is highly appreciated! :)

-belle xx