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She wanted a north star

Yes. She indeed felt like Dorothy on tbe yellow brick road. She had a lion, scarecriw and tin man in her life. All were flawed and all kept trying to take her down a red, green and purple road.

There really was no reason to be on the yellow road. The man behind the curtain was of no worth. But she knew she had a path to chose.

She stirred her coffee and looked at the swirls wishing they would guide her. She wanted a north star.

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