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Of a Path Worn Into a Rut.

We fool ourselves
into thinking
it cannot be done
any other way simply
because we have done
it this way
for such a long time.

Prejudice maintaining slavery.

We fear the unfamiliar
for we lose the power
of predictability
that offers
security by cultivating
the illusion of control.

Keeping the past present
kills the future.
Secures the echo.

I must find the antidote.
Search and rescue the self.
Find now, stretch the moment.
Shake off the sleep, breathe liberty.

Make a path that ensures
I never suffer
from the same mistakes.

And get busy
making new ones.

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