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Start Where You Are
A treacherous trickery my mind plays on me, to think that I have to be in a place of planned certainty: to start the road meant for me, to be where I want to be. Maybe not write out of love or glee, maybe “just right” will never be, But when wisdom finally comes to me to start where I am, I will then see there is no such thing as certainty— and the road often goes imperfectly.
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