Not knowing where....

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Not having a clue
to the place I am in
is so liberating.
Wanting to know
is to get trapped
in all the heroics and frailty
of humankind.
They did this to us
and we didn't do that to them.
I wanted this and he promised to give
but didn't.
And all that.
I just stand here
bereft of history
and letting go 
of all pain of unmet
expectations.
And stripping myself
too of all that has been
is being
and will be.
I am just taking in the scene
and the seeing
and dissolving in it.