There is no “me.”
No face, soul, nor destiny.
I have no core,
I have no face,
I have no love,
There is no me.
I fear what I am,
I wonder what could be.
But know no one out there
Could embrace me.
These are my parents.
So I withdraw,
I dream,
I dare
And fall.
So wrong to do,
So cursed to wish,
I wish a place,
A wish, a touch.
But know I wish
And so accept loss.
Yet I reach and fall
And reach again.
I just wish that reach
Would lead to an embrace.

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