March 28



Walked up to some steps to nowhere

Figuring they must go somewhere

Do I find out or imagine?

Will it be familiar to me

Or make me want to turn and flee?

Will they lead to wealth or ruin?

Will they lead to sadness or joy?

Will they entertain or annoy?

Nothing left to do but begin.


(A Nove Otto Poem)

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