Refinement to freedom

Square peg squeezing into a round hole

unbeknownst

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that hole is draining its soul

smoldering

leaving barren

that which was previously whole.

The wearing away of purpose

places

hefty demands

on that passion

being remanded, commandeered

held for ransom.

Lo and behold

those goals

bought, sold, bartered

while the realization

of working harder

couldn’t be farther,

likened to the

distance

of

Neptune to our Moon

crying out, calling attention to

its self-imposed tomb.

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Shortcomings, loom large, doubts redouble

their efforts,

forging ahead,

obstinately cognizant of the echoes,

going unanswered

while

a

crisis of conscience.

Ensues, brews

as I

wield faith

as

my fuel and tool.

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Incidental, providential, things that are essential.

Long days, short nights, combating elements that aren’t right.

Verily I say to

you

me

whoever

I see

or

is

within earshot.

Calling attention to my

resilience, stubbornness, recalcitrance

to

falter

to that which is

mandated to strengthen

rather than

being the…

Epilogue.

That drama (comma)

rounds my edges

refining, defining

and allowing

me…

That square peg

to

fit into that hole…

And.

My soul sighs

with

relief

claiming it…

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My blessing.

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