.With great intrigue he stares ahead at the divide
An old picket gate spans across both trails
One more narrow, the other more wide
Unsure of his route, he digs deep, down into his pockets
Dirty hands unfold a worn, wrinkled map for guidance
Wrapped in light like a garment to.
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