Change


These sad realizations
that time adjusts for no one.
Wading through emotions that
squander my certainty.
I’m left awkwardly fumbling, wondering
“just who do I think I am”.

Second guessing myself
as I prepare to begin another chapter
wilst,
I’m still passionately bookmarked in this one.

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