Encircled

I am wandering a-gain
Though, this re-petition is comfy
I sense an imperfection
In this circle
That would circumference all my choices
Into new depths
And whispers haunt this yarn
“Always a circle, coming around”
Until my feet are usurped
And I find myself surrounded by ghosts of old.
Though, my only way out is obvious;
I must find my center, then walk the radius.

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