I want to take you along.
Come if you will. There is a path I wish to take us toward. I've been there and I've seen it but never with you. I wish it could have been with you. I wish I didn't know how to get there. Maybe then we would arrive without my knowing, without my having to know. That's not an option for me any longer.
I will ask you to come, perhaps even to trust me. I have never been to this place knowing full well how to get there, so our arriving will not come naturally as you might expect from a guide, but quite unnaturally, as a stumbling oaf beckoning hither, the sweep of his every limb rudely and regularly crossing and breaking his gait.
I promise you I know. I know the path, the way, and I know it will be safe for you. Come with me. Perhaps I need your lead this time, perhaps it is a way you've been before too.
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