I walk to learn to become one
Within my own skin
Immeasurable distance
A path designed by the stars
A solo journey
Of my own free will
My steps fall into place
At my own pace –
Try not to keep up with me
For I am my own tree
My branches –
Strengthen me
Guide me
Shelter me
Grow with me.

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Valerie Vaughn

Valerie Vaughn is a poet, writer, and author. A native of central Pennsylvania, she received her Bachelor's of Arts in History from Mary Baldwin College. She is a contributor to Poets Unlimited, Crossing Genres, and Extra Newsfeed at Medium. Her works appear in narratorINTERNATIONAL Anthologies Volumes 2 and 3, where she is an Editor's Pick Recipient.

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    Noble sentiment: Marcus Aurelius-like delivered deftly with a delicately deceptive dying fall (plea?) in the last line–kind of ironic and pleasing in its urgent ambiguity.

    I like it.

    Good work.

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