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Hugging the Pacific

You can catch a glimpse

Of roads I’ve traveled

In the sway of my hips

In the way my steps

Don’t quite match

My scars map past destinations

Where only I can travel

In faded paper memories

A fleshly carriage

 Showing the damage

Of life lived, life given

Tattoos dot the terrain

Anchors and landmarks

Of my own choosing

Key reminders

I have miles yet to go

Hugging the curves

Down this twisted

Mortal road

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