Turning to the next page

Over and over again

What will I find when I turn it over?

What lies hidden on these unexplored pages?

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Waiting to be discovered

What’s already written

Treasures for catching sit there

Not even trying to hide

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They lie in my path

Wanting to be found

Waiting to be revealed

To be worn and listened to

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Diced and parsed out

Understood on multiple levels

Itching to be unraveled

And put into practice

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To be spoken

To be heard

To be lived

To be valued

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A light for the world

A compass for the ship

A copy for the stars to follow

A door to walk through