Every step, I’ve made before
Tracing footprints by shape and depth,Imprints of this rotating parapet
Dimensions grand,
For any other,These hallucinations
Would be everyday accomplishmentsThe words, the taste
The breadth of disputeResonating in my mind
I find I reclaim another day,
The foresight of knowledge curdles through
Shame, respiteFailures encroachment upon my life
Forlorn stories of what could have, should have been
Are underlined with invisible print
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