Untitled Poem by Neena Change

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When security has gone out the door
And hopes have hit the floor

No one there to hold your hand
How do you know where you'll land
The roads we choose, where will they lead
Unfortunately there is no guarantee
What we want isn't always what we get
For some of us there will be regret

Sunday, February 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,life
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