Where am I going? What’s my location?
I wouldn’t know where I am without you,
You, who Get the Precise Source of my orientation,
guide me on how to get to my destination.
As your follower, I take your queue,
follow you blindly on your every instruction.
You are ever near though I’m miles from your view,
my talking map, my loyal companion on this my vacation.
This poem is the ode from Day 5 of Blogging University’s
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