I awaken with hesitation

The slow process of acceptance

stalls with contemplative pause,

moves forward in jerky hesitation

falls back momentarily,

panics at the sight of what is left behind.

A step backward, for comfort

pondering the situation,

the worthiness of this journey.

To step forward on weary legs

or fall into the waiting arms of predictability.

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