Philosophy of Mere Dreams

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Complacency 

will be the death of me,

Admonished by

life's many things.

As I regain my fallen feet

this fallen world has

timed my beat-

The bleeding of my heart.

The darkness breeds

the fear of light

which stems my fingers' 

hesitance.

For to fail is an eternal flame,

much longer than to never try.

To blaze the fire,

let bulb's reveal

the paths which plague

consinstency.

For better withough hue they seem-

Unawakened;

Merely dream.

Shall I regain forgotten step?

Must I embrace emptiness?

The future is...

Daunting

when exposure does its duty,

and I awaken to 

flaws

in the most flawless sense.

The path is myself, is it not?

 

 

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