Our honesty, rarely comes free
of a journey to unveil it. Go on
and open up. You're holding water
in your hand. And, isn't that a burden
and a choice to bare all of this, to
become bare in all of this. It's refreshing,
that cold, wet truth seeping through
your fingers. Beware of how you use
your affinity to language. Don't hide in
a maze of words. There's no joy in
a castle built on air and misinterpretation.
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