it is not just me, there were others before me, in them i see my potential, in their image i can see my future but they are long dead and their time is gone,

the greatest fault is holding so much value onto an image you can become but this image was someone else’s and not within you to be.

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sonnychasm

Literature, art, science, travel. Writing fiction, non-fiction, poetry. Always wrestling with language.

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