Encountering locked doors
in memories and dreams.
Covered with old scars
that I don't understand.
Stopping to breathe
working to forget the me
that i've been told I am.
Unlearning her stories.
Peeling back the layers
of perception and image
working to meet the me within.
"I've been losing lots of keys lately. I don't know what that means, but maybe I'd be better off with things that can't be locked at all." -Jack Johnson
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