There were no signs
THERE WERE NO SIGNS
By walking I found out
Where I was going.
By intensely hating, how to love
By loving, whom and what to love.
By grieving, how to laugh from the belly.
Out of infirmity, I have built strength.
Out of untruth, truth.
From hypocrisy, I weaved directness.
Almost now I know who I am.
Almost I have the boldness to be that man.
Another step
And I shall be where I started from.
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