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i need real
but real
doesn’t always
come when
you want
expect
or need.
unreal comes
before real
is understood
on someone
elses timeline.
sometimes
real comes after
the fact,
but the real: the truth
is best.
the truth
is ugly,
the truth
is beautiful,
the truth
is hard
but
I always
eventually, inevitably welcome it.
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Walter Kitty's Diary 
I love your wording for your ending, so strong in your certain meaning. I’ll be following along 🙂
thank you!
Great poem. Loved the honesty and revelation in it. Thanks for the pingback.
Thank you. I love the links that are referenced when I write. It gives me a window and a door to others thoughts.
This really rings true for me at the moment Walter, beautiful sentiment… I hope all is well with your Mam… 😊
Thank you AP. We had a good report yesterday from doc. Just going to be a long haul getting her balance back. Trying to cherish every day no matter what.
I’ve always preferred the truth even when I didn’t really want it. Facing up to vicissitudes is not always easy, but ignoring them can have such consequences. I enjoyed reading this poem.
Funny how we can feel the truth even when someone is not telling it. I’m with you.