Who knew the tides would turn
washing me ashore in a different place
where I could be outside
looking in
and inside looking out and on
and over
all at once.
Who knew that I'd evolve and find my way
through uncertainty and mortality
only to dream of finding my way
back to the time
when fear paralyzed action.
When the list was endless
and the contracts remained
unsigned.
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