in the space between seats
empty in the soontobe dark
holding my breath: i let it go
a meditation on disonnect
i am apart and i am a prt
no need to cry when given what i've asked for
when i step back i see i am a step back
the old fear the new fear the same
alone and leaning
i have forward still to go
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