All that we need exists abundant,
yet I still feel a bit redundant.
Maybe I just shouldn't care
about those unable to share fair.
The universe will be the provider
of the experiences I need to grow,
so I learn to connect into the flow
and cease acting as the decider.
All roads lead to Rome -
as long as I keep travelling
fate continues its unravelling
to find a place called home.
The waiting will find its end,
once I find some helping hand.
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