where was i when

where was i. . .
when i was here before?
what makes me so sure that i have done all this. . .
now again as once before??

what mistakes lie in wait…
what consequences lay their trap….
when i make the same error:

what things have outwardly changed…
only to remind within that they are the same as ever.

what souls have found new places to hide,
where eyes miss what instinct knows.

shyly i walk by those who are kin. . .

boldly i rely on those who never exist. . . .

merely i pass by all that is new. . .

only to once more pause.

edge towards that familiar place. . .

[where yawning pit awaits my usual arrival]

why

do

i

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. .. ..f

. … …a

. .. … ….l

………………l . . .

knowing there is no

ending………………………………………………………..

. . .only the very beginning.

. . .once more. . .