Stuck.
In the same
endless
cycle -
an illusion
of heading
somewhere,
feeding
myself, and
the past;
fear
holds me
in orbit,
until
I excape
from it
every time,
into
nothing
and
everything.
In the same
endless
cycle -
an illusion
of heading
somewhere,
feeding
myself, and
the past;
fear
holds me
in orbit,
until
I excape
from it
every time,
into
nothing
and
everything.
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