My truth unravels
It feels anything but linear
A spilling of soft, tangled spots
Relieved to be unwound
Just a little
At last
There is so much of it
I wonder how
It ever fit
In this container of me
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My truth unravels
It feels anything but linear
A spilling of soft, tangled spots
Relieved to be unwound
Just a little
At last
There is so much of it
I wonder how
It ever fit
In this container of me
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