AnaMia's Friend PhylanthropicFlattery's Place Net poem Antonii's Map.


On winding roads from dusk to dawn
No kinder map been made
Each guided step along the course
With gentle heart have laid

But just ahead, two signs appear
Marked "Happiness this way"
And rubbing puzzled eyes still see
Maybe rest, takes one away

So off to bed, I toss and turn
Wake refreshed, with vision shown
Left or right, right or left
The path I've almost always known

That many signs along life's roads
Will point toward greater peace
But if you stop to read them all
Confusion will never cease

Cause either choice would leave me lost
So ends this indecision quick
And returns with cheerful song again
For along "His" path I stick

PhylanthropicFlattery "Wingless"
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