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It's still me

It's still me.... These words tried to bridge the distance. But the gap was too wide. Too wide for that moment. Too wide for the confusion. Too wide to make it, past the rocks of fear. Too far a journey - past what is visible, into what can't be seen. For you, the distance too far to travel. I wish you could see it, but understand why you can't. For me, it's a path I walk everyday. For me, it's a labor of love. For me, it's action to grow, to learn, to be. It's still me. It is not your place to be. It is not your call to understand. It is not your work to do. It's mine. It's still me. Copyright July 2020 T.L. Eastman