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who am I asking the truth to reconsider would I prefer to shift the blame somewhere besides these hands this heart this beauty of becoming for not a moment more would yesterday return welcome now the reason this fate was come for choosing rescued us too late from destiny’s sweet arms I don’t know I can’t say I won’t be forsaken but who is there to know of words that have no voice forgiveness I can give it tis not for me to carry let go of every suffering this mystery – this not all shall be protected when sworn to love’s allegiance was more than sun to moon planets to the right I don’t know I can’t see I won’t be forgotten there so much more than I could say but I can’t say it all questions crowd the space reserved for answers and secrets held as sacred no matter to their name truth is hid in places vast and endless given more to silence intimacy is sure living waits to fill up every measure wears the weight of courage - feels the same as light
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