I’m focusing on what was done to me
The past is my problem I hold on to
We see the problem
In different ways
That’s the problem
Which is not a question
Of the validity of the realities we see
But the deeper motivations
That are bringing them about
To say what we want to say
There is little ambiguity in good
Which we think we can know
And can almost feel
But must do to grow
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