honestly i have something more to say
and it may be the truth
but no honesty in me to say it
my excuse is the long drive the fields
the history of feeling lost in words
or hiding in the plainest considerations
how many of us have stayed
in this futile place as if in a place preferred
saying one is marooned yet one is not
never stop seeking honestly
what you can
and wish to be even more clear
you will forget all your petty ideas and chores
stumbling blocks are like crumbs
like specks when we become
bright inside like mountains
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