Around the corner is another corner, and around that corner theres another, suprisingly enough around that corner is another and it's odd when we don't end up where we started. Around the corner is a crossroad, and that crossroad leads to another, suprisingly enough that crossroad leads to another it's funny when somehow we keep ending up where we started. Around the corner is a pot of gold but you have to follow the signs, If you know you dont know just take your time, around the corner is a gold mine. Around the corner is the rest of our lives around the corner is more people standing there trying to decide.
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Charles Walton
I am a poet and a man. Just a few of my poems, if you like them my book is now available on Amazon “Letters to Myself Through Time"
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