Intro: Doubt creeps in. The road is long, and the light is still so far. What if this was all for nothing? What if he was wrong? ---------- I was sure I knew my shape. I thought I was polished like chrome. But somewhere between mile markers, my shadow blinked. That gas station where the sky looked like it had forgotten color. That song from a passing car carrying who I used to be. Every version of me I didn’t become watched from cracked windows on streets I didn’t turn into. Maybe the map was never wrong. Maybe I just knew how to see the road. But not the journey.
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