Truth

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I found my way;

More bearable than your way.

My way has no stopwatch,

No expectant blank page,

No closed door.

My way has spaces,

Open windows,

Gaps, loops, connections, cracks.

I found my way;

My way has truth,

My way has me.

I found my way;

More bearable than your way.

My way has no checking,

No assumptions,

No answers.

My way has openings,

Uncertainty,

Opportunity, questions, choice.

I found my way;

My way has truth,

My way has me.

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