I do not ask you
To follow me
Through complex paths
Of psychic labyrinths.
Instead, I give you
A map,
Clearly drawn,
Simply expressed.
Back there is where I died
The first time.
Over there, where I could feel
Once more.
To the left
Is where I loved again.
And here, after many tears,
Is reason
Guided Tour by Florence Liberfarb
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