creative writing, prose, rhyme

Fresh out of University. 

Like a child just finding their feet, 

I plod on, topple forward, with no real end point. 

In this darkness, 

I feel for something I can be sure of 

But clumsily and unsuccessfully, I continue; 

A lost child amongst strangers. 

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