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Jun 2015
you're a game of "fill-in-the-blanks"
and your soul is a canvas
etched on in the manner of Dorian Gray's.

you're a prototype and an original
you are "buy now because it won't be printed again!"
but you are also a stickman made out of dough
cookie-cut so you fit into your box.

you're fast when you run
you're a storm when in love
you're a puzzle and a statement
and a Rubik's cube with 54 facets - all different colors.

but you're not a problem that needs to be solved
you're not the only solution to a problem
And sometimes you have problems
and not solutions
but that's the Struggle for you.

and you're quite small, really,
if that's what you believe.

*Not everyone can change the world; it's true.
But *someone
has to do it, right?
I've seen people heave luggages of the Past toward promises of the Future, trampling the Present in their way.
Mia Barrat
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