I've been walking this road for so long
that the 'soul of my heart' is wearing out.
It was 'spring', I think, when I marked the map.
The pictures were so pretty.
I made reservations
with 'no refund'
then I had reservations.
On my way out, everything looked so different.
I turned down instead of up.
I turned wrong instead of right.
But, I think I can see me waiting for me
and an owl in a cedar tree
and a new pair of shoes.
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