by M. James Cooper
My two-ness is confusing.
It is sustaining, possibility bringing and terrifying.
It is terrible, abandoning and sacrificial.
One of me wants to run too and the other wants go back there and stay. My two-ness is misery and beauty, is guiding hand and ballast.
Yes it is shared love and loyalties. Somebody, help me find my way home.
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