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Amaya Sky

Amaya Sky

Lost to See

My ambitions are homeless,
My determinations lost,
My investments eagerly waiting for an opportunity worth the cost.
 
To date, I meander,
Observing life’s diverse paths,
Awaiting my beckoning
To the sea of fulfilment vast.

(2013)

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