Time was
I knew myself --
or thought I knew --
what I would do
when pain pierced the shell of my reserve;
what I would say
when words cut sharp across my soul.

Time was
I knew my heart --
or thought I knew --
how I would feel
when kith and kin find places of their own,
how I would act
when I was left alone to my own soul.

Time was
I thought I knew...

Times change...
and now I know
I never knew the fullness of my heart,
or ever plumbed the depths of my own soul.
Times change,
and suddenly I find myself adrift
in seas uncharted.

Times change,
and now I know
how much I do not know.

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