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Created on: July 06, 2009 Last Updated: July 07, 2009
Lost
We are not traveling in the direction I expected.
Perhaps we didn't have a plan.
Perhaps we are simply following those ahead of us
Realizing too late we are lost.
Have we arrived-where?
Did you bring a map?
What is it out the window?
It is all starting to look the same.
Are we lost? Have we not passed this way before?
Have we made any progress on this journey?
Is there a rest stop along the way?
How many miles to go?
Why won't we pull to the side and read the map?
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