Something didn’t sit right, about the interim leader. Few know how to wield absolute power, even fewer know when to give it up. There was an odd inflection, when they said the words “unity,” or “greatness,” almost as if there were a hidden meaning behind them. Greatness for whom…
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Fringe
Love lies on the fringe,
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between certainty and doubt—
nothing makes sense anymore
Are you strong enough to take the risk,
to see the future
to know yourself
Would you take the plunge without abandon,
knowing it might hurt,
or remain on the icy shores of the known
If I told you,
would you believe me
The Ragged Journal 