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I Am You

I am a point of observation.

I am your sword,

I am your shield.

I am your every word,

I am your crippled will.

I am your triumph,

I am your loss, your victory;

I am the passing centuries.

I am your mirror,

I am your history,

I am your nonchalance in the face of misery.

I am your passing glance at what you shouldn't see.

I am your only chance.

I am whatever you mean.

I am kind and I am keen.

I am the always unseen:

I am your myth,

I am your lore,

I am your every memory

A billion times before.

I am ageless,

And I am never born.

I am the first lie.

I am every star in every sky,

And I am right there with you when you die.

 

-Forrest Jorgensen

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Written by
forrest-jorgensen
American
Published
Aug 16, 2016
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26·137
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Transcendent, superluminal.

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#love#life#death
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