plaything

There was

an almost

a very close

but not quite

moment

A truth was

waiting to be

made in that

almost
very close
not quite

moment

Waiting to
be exposed in
the heat of
closeness

tangled,
everything,

and the
truth came through

in that

almost
very close
not quite

moment,

realization
struck.

To be
or not to be
a plaything?

The question
used to be
easy not
to answer.

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