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a journey

Barely a person

A person with no identity

 

Identity of a white room

Room is full

Full of bottled up energy

 

Energy to see something

Something we’d become

 

Become infinite

Infinite of attached identity

 

Identity of one

One

One leaves

Leaves and never comes back

 

Back to the start

Start of having no identity

 

Identity of a white room

Room is full

Full of pain.

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Written by
cecelia
Published
Sep 18, 2018
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September 17, 2018

Cecelia C.

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