I can't seem to lose myself.
Even if I force myself to,
I can't, I don't budge.
Maybe I am already too lost.
Maybe I am too afraid.
Maybe I am too cautious.
Maybe I am overburdened.
Maybe I have finally found myself.
The possibilities are endless.
If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
Tuesday, March 20, 2018
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