I held up my hands, worn and weathered, and watched them become clean.
I felt purity, if only for a moment.
But I hand on.
This is my time.
I promise not to waste it.
Every drop has a story, and I was soaked with a lifetime, my lifetime.
It was something special.
I knew it then, and I know it now.
I never know the right time to cut my losses and run.
Apologies for misread intentions.
Sometimes I just hear what I want.
But I have clarity in my vision.
I watched the rivers swell, not quite to overflowing, and I swore, this time, I knew that it meant.
I swore, this time, I understood meaning.
Speak to me, clarify.
There really isn't much else.
But I'll keep waiting.
These doors all open outward, so you have to move to let yourself in.
Design flaws are all too common.
We are not standing, just continuing in a direction that I'm not sure of.
It ebbs and flows.
And I'm as steady as I'll ever be, but far from dead.


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