Thoughts become things

Wondering down life's path through streets uncertainty 
Searching for love in a world of conditions 
Whether missing a girl that captured your heart 
Or in a bad place as of regets from the past 
Don't be led to believe 
that success is impossible to achieve
These streets are without a map 
You must navigate avoiding traps 
Dead ends will encumber your journey 
Think what you want and you'll begin learning 
That our paths are not encumbered at all 
Just tests to enlighten our souls 
This man is learning fast 
Thoughts become things we make our own past....
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Posted: Aug 2013

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