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Sep 2018
Who am I
Who am I supposed to be?
Is it fame and fortune I seek? Or a life of simplicity?
Attention turns to disease
but my soul wishes to preach, to speak this sermon
Am I weak?
Afraid to grab hold of my dreams? Simply of fear?
The thought draws tears.

I never thought I was going down the wrong path
I desire to feed my brain but can I do the math?
Now I feel trapped
by the choices I've made

Am I an a cage?
Or is it just a maze?
A letter I wrote to myself a while back
Artificial Madness
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Artificial Madness  M/Seattle
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