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On the seventh day she left.

Left behind her home, her friends, her comfort,

to chase dreams even she didn’t know she had.


She wandered and wandered and wondered 

where she was going and why she was going 

and if she will ever get to the place she was meant to be.


With each step, she became less certain.

With each step, she came closer to understanding that certainty 

was never the goal, for there is nothing certain about the world.


She let go of her dreams and let herself 

wander and wander and wonder,

no longer tied down to her self.

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