Proxy

You’ve asked me to take your place, to be your proxy, but I don’t know what keeps you awake at night, the choices you wish you had made, the secrets you won’t even tell yourself. I can see it in your eyes, a hesitancy, a regret, a memory you want to forget, but you can’t, and when we flip that switch, and I start walking in your shoes, I won’t be able to forget either; I’ll see the world as you do, be carried by the faith that guides you, and journey into that future for you.

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