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poem · feb 2026

still learning

there is a version of me that has already arrived I can almost see him, calm in the way that only practice earns.

but here I am, still getting the reps in, still surprised by what the weight reveals when I stop pretending it is lighter than it is.

I do not mind anymore. the gap between who I am and who I am becoming is where I live.

and living here turns out to be enough.

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