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Fated Or Free?
Jan 29, 2021
Existential poetry
My depression is special
So existential
Paralysis in motion
Nothing yet everything
No known cause, no known cure
Intangible yet palatable
If only I were a great Greek thinker
Oh, Socrates! Where are you now?
There is no gravity in this place
Suspended, grasping at air
A wild flame
Surrender — the only thing left to do
The difference between surrender and giving up?
Unknown
I tumble through space
And pray my course is fruitful.
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