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Piacular

could it be that then influenced the now and caused it to be
could it be that my missteps only led me to you
could it be that my penance is less painful than i let on
could it be that water feeds the fire and flames burn the rain
could it be that my opposition is a birthing ground
could it be plans i thought i'd upset were asking for it all along
could it be that my confusion is an impetus for action
could it be that all these excuses are simply motivation driving me forward
could it be that the taboo is merely something i cannot admit to needing
could it be that all these rules are begging to be broken
could it be that all this tangential motion is simple mathematics
could it be that my simplistic queries are too difficult to solve
could it be that i'm confused by the unknowable
could it be that i'm sure of the uncertain
could it be that i am who i am
could it be that no one knows

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