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I suppose the word “if”
is much bigger than
a word with two letters.
I suppose that the word “if”
is something in which
we hinge upon the either/or
as in . . .
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I am asked
Why?
Why do I do this?
Or, why do I come here
every morning,
or why do I keep coming back
when sometimes, coming back
can be lonely
or unforgiving, unfruitful,
and why do I keep coming back to
an unyielding series
of thoughts, feelings
and a blend of relentless
insecurities that find holes in my system
and keep me guessing –
Why?
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Today is about love,
also known as Valentine’s Day
however, my love is not limited
to one day, nor is my love
limited at all, nor should it be.
No, my love is not aligned
with some
unrealistic version
of what love is, or isn’t,
nor is my love
limited to a commercialized view
of what love should become.
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