Sometimes
is just a matter of grammar;
some misspelled “stones” on our path.
May be,
the writer didn’t feel like sharing
that night
and just ran quickly over the
chapters,
missing tones of essential information.
Sometimes
we just have to figure it out,
stop following the path,
trail new routes;
try the river, the grass, the trees…
Try them all!
And only then… choose the best
hiding area
to get lost
until next round is written, read
and acted out…
Before assuming
we are not actresses anymore;
and we
can speak out our own lines.
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