Get Lost

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Indecisive in the direction I go,

I am the wind.

Every misguided step to nowhere,

I am a ten-second dream of hope.

Having nothing to offer like fruitless branches,

I am a tree.

Ebbing and flowing—constantly unbalanced,

I am the tide.

Feeling out of place with others around,

I am a flower in a forest.

When I get lost in my flaws, I ask,

“How can I be lost if I am everywhere?”

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