down the hallway
in the house
of my previous life
I walk,
remembering
with hesitation that,
which was not done
as it should have been;
and from,
this learning observation,
an awareness grows,
seeing
for the first time
myself, as I
was when I was before...
before the memory
of the hallway
in the house
of a previous life
was ever created.
15Aug14
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