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No Right Turn

By LVA

Miles and miles of road to travel.

And no right turns.

I’m circling the block and every time I see point A I feel as though I’ve been here before.

When I ride forward and arrive at point B, it feels familiar too.

I open up to the wind, with the sun glimmering off the pedals of my bike, I keep riding.

Pushing forward. 

At the moment I feel free.

Ready to see new sights and travel onto paved roads of ease and love.

When my tires land on smooth I feel the effortlessness of it for a short minute.

Time to turn right. 

But there is no right turn.

I bank left and move back onto the gravel, back to the starting point.

Point A to Point B. Over and over again.

Circling pain, discomfort, heartbreak, and loneliness.

I wonder if I’ll ever be able to make a right turn.

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