57.

Was before a lie or a different beginning

A road avoided or missed?

Is the memory a burden, a weight best discarded

A shadow escaped and desire dismissed?

Would they look any different, if they remained in your gaze

Could you tempt yourself to pull yourself through?

Would it all disappear, if you clung on too tight,

Could you accept the reflection as you?

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