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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