Between,

There’s a field beyond right and wrong,

where silence speaks louder than reason,

and doubt falls away like autumn leaves.

If we meet there,

we’ll know

out in the vastness of the world,

there are still souls like yours.

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And so I step back,

letting go of the noise,

walking out from the walls that confined me.

I leave behind the weight of battles

that were never mine to win.

Out there, in the open,

I find the courage to meet you

not as who I was,

but as who I am becoming.