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Dec 2020
Everyone was looking for it.
The legend.
Nobody knew what it was.
But I blindly followed them on the search.
Traveling endlessly, we answered the call of adventure.
Most turned back.
They tuned in to the monotony of life and ignored the call.
But not me.
I stayed.
Searching, even when all others had given up.
Then, one day, I found it.
It wasn't much.
Just a small hole.
But it stretched into infinity.
I looked in, and I was greeted by a mindshattering sight.
I looked in to myself.
"You have come far."
"But only to fail."
"This is not your legend."
"Your legend is yourself."
I watched myself fade away, and relished in my new knowledge.
I no longer heard the call of adventure.
I heard the call of the universe.
The call of myself.
Written by
The Lonely Poet  F
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