Check
I had checked, rechecked, repeated
What’s so wrong? What’s a true?
Why so blue, why such mess—
Not too bad, but so untrue.
Questions bloom, but answers slip,
Shattered glass in every grip.
Why don’t you just pass it on,
Let me rest, while you move on?
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I had checked, rechecked, repeated
Which one’s a lie? Where hides the truth?
Why’d they come? Are they staying?
What they seek in wounds decaying?
Don’t stop for me—just pass along.
I’ll stay right here, quiet and strong.
A little light might guide me out
From fog that chokes and coils with doubt.
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I had checked, rechecked, repeated
Why did they pack? Where did they flee?
They rested, left, and dumped debris.
A mess, a noise, a heavy trace—
Told them be kind, but they disgraced.
Do they even know the cost
Of chaos born from trust they lost?
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I had checked, rechecked, repeated
Some are gone, some unforgiven.
One makes sense, the other’s twisted.
What you see as void or air
Could be a weight, a truth laid bare.
What seems small might shake the ground,
So take a breath. Look all around.
Be the big picture—
Or wait your turn, with care, with structure.
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