my option would be…. learning to right again.

to write again. where everything is clear.

then we can start again, leaving weary out.

without being careful to make no wrongs.

at least I will permit the crosses that I wrote with mistakes

because they will carry memories of the times neatness left me.

I can try and never cross again.

and my benefactor promised me a helper

who says all that does not count

apart from, MY GRACE IS SUFFICIENT.

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