Don't Doubt Thy Self
To often, sentences are crossed out in a journal.
We jinx ourselves by saying that we possible couldn't,
Those consequences shall be eternal.
We dim the light of our dying fire,
Now we can't possibly go higher.
The skies are now a vast darkness,
For you have covered the twinkling of your ideas.
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