Observation: Depth

Your depth is your history
Your past
It forms you, shapes you
Makes you who you are
In this moment
There are some
who have made peace
with their depth
Others who cannot
Get out of its shadow
Still others refuse
to admit it is still back there
Shaping them still
I think I am the latter
I do not think of/dwell in the past
But still I drag it along behind me
Like a dirty, ragged security blanket
Maybe it is time
I turned around


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