When you carry the weight of enough lived lives
Outweighed only by the weight of enough unlived ones
When you are inhaling deeply, hoping to catch some of the latter in your lungs
And exhaling to scatter the dust of the former
When the lived and the unlived have stared each other down and fought each other out
And now lie spent but calmer, conceding respect to the other
Truly looking at the other with interest-
Not seeking to fight them anymore, just to understand
When they start to put their arms around each other
So it becomes harder and harder to tell who is holding whom
Then.. You are ready to write
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