The past is gone.

No going back.

But the stories remain

To be told and retold.

Each story paves a road

Under this step I am taking now.

Was the story a happy one?

Or does recalling it bring unsteadiness?

With my magic eraser and imagination in hand,

A re-write can re-pave, filling in the holes.

Learning from my journey

And allowing it to support my feet

Before starting out again

Toward the future.

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