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Sep 2024
Maybe it’s meant to be,
Maybe it’s not.
Maybe I’m lying to myself
Just to feel better—
Maybe.

Maybe the truth hides
Behind the shades of doubt,
Or maybe it’s right in front of me,
And I’m too scared to see it.

Maybe I’m holding on
To something already gone,
Afraid to let go
Of what I never had.

But one thing I know:
Reality *****!
Michael Twum Appiah Adjei
Written by
Michael Twum Appiah Adjei  M/Ghana
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