Poem: It has been that way

It has been that way

for all the time
it has been
at all
and it is
fine, I think,

or it was
fine,
though
it is work,

is difficult
to do,

is nothing
simple.
I made it
complicated
and unclear,

and now
I wonder
why
I did that,

or not
quite why,

(I have
reasons,
it was not
an accident)

but maybe
why
I let it
be so 
difficult,

and now
new ideas
can begin
to grow

and maybe
they are better, too.

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