The Worn Path

The path has gotten wider
The further that I go,
But very few people here,
And no one that I know

Sometimes it fades to nothing
And there are no signs,
I use my moral compass,
And hope I will be fine

This simple sense of knowing
Is all I really need,
To keep me in between the lines,
With hope I will succeed

Stoic Poetry

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