she's seen
she's known
she's become

it's achingly painful
beautifully painted
like the sad soulful moon above

twists and turns
tunnels and hoops
the path is never linear
we all run around in circles

the way we get there does matter
those experiences shape us
and distinguish us from others

our own destinies are shaped
upon the choices we make

we all have seen
we all have known
and we all become


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