Knowledge legibly penned

To a heart,

conscience ‘s stage whisper;

Fear muddies the stream,

Wet smoke.

Mind swaying back and forth,

Intention to pin down

Control of that leg, that foot, that

Toe,

To cross that threshold.

Then the rest of the body

will follow,

Peace tagging along,

Clutching the heels.

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