"Be Careful Where You Go" by Jacqueline Joy

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Be careful where you go.
I know, I know. 
I want to scream. 
Can’t I, just for today, not be careful. 
Just for today, can I be careless? Like a child. Carefree, I mean. 
Unsure. Imperfect. Me.
Can I run without looking.
Jump without a net.
Sing out loud missing every key.
And revel in being me.
Silly, naive, mean spirited, too.
A daredevil riding without a helmet, speeding ahead into the unknown and grinning, wildly, maniacally, cackling and hitting the wall in peace.

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