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In life
Timing is not always right
I thought everything was aligned
and found out
it was the wrong time

I felt so pure
but I was soiled as hell
When I looked inside

I saw weak flesh
Crying to be fed
I have to take this trip alone
Am I selfish
Or discovering myself?

I have all of these ideals that I fail to conceptualize
I won't try anymore
I am still
Learning to "Be."

As I yield to The Way
I am humbled and at peace
I am aged and purified
(or maybe just petrified)

I am ready to experience
more joy in my life