Wandering Roads

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Ten thousand more to go, a lullaby of labor, a happy oat, a lovely ride.

As I slide and glide down, feel the flow while it is tempting to try to hard.
A gallop to life, a stead restored by a barter in healing. Reforming gained faith.

There are many turns in this road, my list looks like a thousand tasks yet to be done.
My momentum leads me to propel myself toward a bright future, yet I feel sadness.

Until I am able to take your hand this it is all a dream. A sweet dream but a dream none the less.
A fear of a squander chance spurns me. Dawn, dusk, recycle, repeat. A healing begins inside then out.

A little warmth seems to charge me, a death of cold was my fear. Now I am grateful for those that
didn't have a frozen heart. You deny this ill fate, I can only smile accept your grace, for I am in the sun.

Happy to finally have a warming heart.

Love For Ever More,
Aaron Baker
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PS. Secret of love is in opening up your heart. It's okay to feel afraid but don't let it stand in your way no longer. Cause anyone knows that love is the only road. And since were only here for a while, might as well show some style. -James Taylor
This 1 Dedicated 4 Taylor Swift Love Aaron Baker