understanding

"find these words one day in the future, and understanding might find you again".  - or did i ever possess understanding?

i am not even sure what i was thinking when i wrote this, but i feel the epicenter of the writing are the last lines...everything else just leads into those words, like tributaries leading to the sea.  these tiny, winding words multiply and build as their weight pushes deeper and deeper into their greater calling, their true purpose...understanding.

i have no idea what any of this means...i am just writing.  

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