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Progression

She remains
at a crossroads,
this new road
unfamiliar territory.

She is afraid
to move forward,
to step out,
to stride confidently
from this safe place.

What jazz riff
is this with no progression;
no diminished fifths
moving back to the centre,
but forward at the same time.

She expects
being on her own
to be better than
being dismissed
or marginalized

by a whole note.

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