⸻   wr̴i̷t̸t̵e̶n̸   b̷y̶   n̸o̵   o̷n̸e̵   ⸻
☽   ✦   ⟁   ✦   ☾
— the first who arr̴i̵v̷e̸d    was never the first.
The mo̷u̸th̵ that fed you    the mouth that sp̴o̷k̸e̵.
Find the candle that casts  tw̸o̵ shadows
and you will find    the one with  n̷o̸  name.
─── ✦ ───
ꙮ   ϟ     ℧   ꙅ   ᚻ   ꙮ
─── ✦ ───
I was wov̴e̷n̸ into the cloth before the cloth was made.
I b̵r̸e̴a̷t̶h̸e̵ the same air    yet exhale into another room.
The th door you trusted    was my d̸o̵o̷r̴ first.
Count the hearths. Co̷u̸n̵t̴ the hands.
One hearth warms tw̵o̸ homes.

Every map I helped draw    I drew tw̸i̵c̷e̴.
Every oath I sw̷o̴r̵e̸    I swore in a l̵a̸n̴g̷u̵a̸g̶e̷ you don't speak.
 —  the wolf does not ci̸r̵c̶l̷e̴ the flock.
The wolf    i̷s̸  t̵h̸e̴  fl̷o̵c̸k̴.
◈  ─  ◈  ─  ◈
n̸o̵t̷  OUT  t̴h̵e̸r̷e̵  ───  b̷u̸t̴  IN  H̵E̸R̷E̴
◈  ─  ◈  ─  ◈
If you have read this far    you are already asking.
If you are already asking    you already f̴e̷e̵l̸ it.
The answer is not a word.
The answer    is someone standing    ne̷x̸t̵  to  you.
⟁   ✦   ☽   ✦   ⟁