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Aug 2015
Personas, ever transient
ebbing and flowing
coming and going with
laughter
sorrow
anger
worry
and confusion.

Is it a question of
who am I?
or is it a question of
will I?

Will I
love?
Hate?
Fight?
Forgive?
****?
Save?

Heroes, villains
men, monsters
we're all of these things.
we are not static
we are a choice.

We are who we choose to be.
There's something, someone we all want to be. On our best days, we aspire to our heroes, and on our worst, we fear becoming our worst villains.
Tomo
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Tomo  32/M/The Internet
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