The lines are blurred, so they can be seen clearly.
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Castaway – A poem of acknowledgement
Stepping aside sometimes takes more conviction
The incision
“That which would burden …”
The pangs of Childhood
“… Remembering the best job ever, what was I thinking?”
Toppling the obstacle
Questions deafen
Refinement to freedom
Shoving ourselves aside can be, dramatic
Truth be told
Truth has to hurt, it’s part of the deal
