Down the road I always go, where I stop no one knows. I travel onward with no destination in mind, wondering what I will find.
Will it be adventures, wild and free. Or perhaps misfortune is what it shall be. No one knows until it’s too late, what form of journey they will take.
Sometimes I travel deep into the night, a place where there is no daylight in sight. I see misfortune and suffering here, and I find a taste of bitter fear.
Other times happiness is where I end, a place where peace comes from, joys yet to begin. I tarry here as long as I can. I love the feeling, like I’m a new man.
RedRavenPoems 
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