I have been so wrong once again.
And to think that this time I was so sure that I was right!
O my ego! O my conditioning! O my past!
You have been misleading me for so long
The path that I tread is slippery
If at all I am hanging on is ‘cause am quite kind to myself
Or else I would have long disappeared into the black hole of self pity.
I bite my nails and fondle my crotch
See, my hands are full
I need to wash my hands off for a resurrection.
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