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MY LIFE

You leave without me, my life.
You run,
And I haven’t even taken a step.
You take the battle elsewhere.
You turn your back on me like that.
I have never followed you.

In your offerings, I see no clarity.
That little I want, you never give me.
It’s for this lack that I aspire to so much.
To so many things, almost infinitely…
For this little that I lack, that you never give me.

Henri Michaux