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  • i stood there wondering
    if i smiled, if i spoke
    would i have to explain?
    would i have to reason?
    would i have to start again?

    then i crumpled and sat
    with my arms curled
    about my knees and hid
    my face for fear
    my weakness would be seen

    i could not show my face.
    i could not show my body.
    i could not look up for fear
    i would disappear.

    i sat there and wondered -
    can i move?
    can i talk?
    can i breathe?
    can i go on?

    then, you were there

    you showed me a door
    i choose to walk through
    and found that
    i could explain,
    reason,
    and start again.
    this was not an ending
    only a beginning.
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