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truth

my idea of truth once kept me from knowing

i had put truth in a place, a special place, on a shelf, a very special shelf
my shelf snapped from the weight of significance

and truth moved into my body

and my body became a river, then an ocean of liquid awareness

now, the ocean evaporates in the sunlight, and truth floats free to heaven,
occasionally rains in drops of humor and nourishment. --End