Paths

Straight, winding, crooked, flat
At times clear, at times not sure where they are headed at...
Choice? Destiny? Who knows what?
Signs, posts, milestones or maybe not
Destination or a plan, I haven't got
How do I then decide where to stop?
(Or more importantly, do I get to decide where to stop?)
Ours may cross, more than once...or may be not
If they do - let's sing and dance together
If not - let's write each other letters
Because, really you need very little to go on
Hope or just curiosity for the adventures of a new dawn.

Alternate title: Life.

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