I'm not sure what I expected,
But I don't think it was this.
I don't think I was this,
And yet it all seems so predictable.
Meant to be.
I took a left,
Not knowing where it would go.
Took a right,
With no goal in sight,
But ended up here.
Right here.
So much better,
Than the recent past,
But not sitting square.
Is it wrong,
To hope, it's just a layover,
In the midst of a journey,
To a beautiful destination.
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