Truth is truth
shrouded in words,
to yearn
and empty self.

Let’s run,
hide in my heart.
Then leap,
find joy in our peace.

If books
were countless days,
we’d vanish
lost in captured hands.

Let’s hide,
be willing to speak.
Then play,
and follow their lead.

 

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