Clarity’s Hand

 

I knew it,

as real as if caught naked,

I knew it,

Years ago,

it was a good idea

It still is,

I can still feel the imprint,

like a large manly hand,

pressing against my skin;

Holding me back

wanting to go forward,

I could of resisted, pushed on

But I didn’t,

Time was lost;

But the idea presses, still

It is a good one

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