Victor S. Wallace Poems

The wind blows the trees around.
The shadows constantly changing on the ground.
The Sun goes behind a Cloud.
The shadows silently disappear in the shroud.
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Do you feel alone and on the shelf.
And blame everyone except yourself?
Look out your window,
And see the world at play.
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When you come to the end of the road,
Go ahead, explode, do not go back,
Blaze out a new trail.
In time, a Super Highway, may unveil. Fully Grown Picturing the future,
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