Limited to my own
perspective, twisting
reality to fit in my frame
I thought I’d never be ready

Curious of course
without any mapping 
set out on destiny’s route 
fortunate to have guidance

Away, away and far
blind to pain of running
not seeing kept me innocent
of everything but my corruption

Caving I collapsed 
back in fear’s vacuum 
surrendering ego’s death
I accepted my plant medicine

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