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Where are we

out here?

My life feels

the weight.

Carrying burdens

of choice for years.

Not knowing ever

how stirred up we were.

Omniscient theories

cross my mind.

~

Could this be,

simple and free,

this is how life should be,

less the insecurity.

~

Could we talk in circles

until out of breath

life decides this outcome

without any need for input,

we would be

who we now wish to be.