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No Clue

Clinging to beliefs and Ideas

They loosen and then release their grip on the air

tumbling, falling, their stomach in their throat

afraid of what is

afraid of what might be

afraid they might be wrong

afraid they might have been right

they join us in the dance, in the dark

not knowing, not sure

Alive, without a clue, and with a long way to go

Or a short way, or no way

Lost and Found

by Steven Jorgensen

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