I am not the One To Understand;
Nor the One to hold your hand.

I am not the one who Clarifies
For You the secrets in my Mind
Have closed their Entryways to You.

Though Chance might leave one open, too.
Or Perhaps a window screen
That you could squash and slither through
To Home your way back to Me?

I guess we’ll have to Wait & See
If we exit separately?

(Thanks for the photo, @moren_xu)

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