August 01, 2008

No difference between who I am and who I could be.

Realization that you already know this: a
Stealth train, relentlessly crushing my mind.

Abandonment and acceptance: not a destination,
Only a deserted track with no end.

Hope? All I can achieve is to forget.

Power to become more than I can be
Does not come from me.

It comes from you.

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