Slipping back
Into neutral.
Bread tastes like bread
And wine, wine.
Now knowing
I stumbled
Onto a miracle
By accident
And
It only took me
A year to see.
I haven't been
Sleeping much
But that's nothing new;
If anything,
A sign:
Things are almost
But not quite
Normal again
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