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The Creased Map

RyanDavid Burningham
I don't know exactly how but the pieces fit just right, like they were meant to. Things are winding down, but the pace is what worries me. But the path unfolds itself as a brand new map with creases ever so tight and sharp. And I will follow where they lead me, destination unknown (as it is for most of us). But my desire is to always have the pieces fit together.
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