Optimism peeks its head in.
I’m up late again
And it’s past 3 am
The person here
Is letting surrender begin
Its process is humbling
I resisted the outcome
The irrational fears
Can always be undone
A little more optimistic
And a slight sense of fear
I’ll wait patiently
To see what is real
I have lost all words
To described how I feel
I have to accept the unknown
Let it be while I kneel
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