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by Hyung-Chan Moon

By HC MoonPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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Every April 1st, I upload a IGTV putting out a personal project I very rarely talk about.

I’m only going to tell you this an infinite amount of times

One of the many lessons embedded in generational paradigm

Refined by our common ancestors prompted by rage

Everybody I know including you, curates ethereal age

Unwilling you are born into it but yet you skilled though

And eventually you will adapt to it but we tend to learn real slow

It’s an undying thought

constantly in a conceptual stage

An endless journey

Only built for who can outlast the long days

With the physical and soul that's separated by thin linens

That your mother wrapped you with or she didn't

You’ll try to make sense of it all but that’s in retro

Cause the mercury’s already poisoned ya and yea that’s an astro

To think it all started in 5th grade when you realized nobody knows

That’s how categorizing people becomes so simple

Girls think you cute cause you got deep dimples

You misstepped one out of the 200 million steps you’d ever take in your entire life

and now you feel like that’s the worst mistake you’ve ever made, now that's a lie

Your life is beyond this construct that we create

The revolutions around this Star was rather pointless

till we gave it 5 to ruminate

So remind yourself the next time you’re feeling down

You’re existence is an active defense to the forces that you drown

Acknowledge the pain and fate till that force becomes a fictional trait

Cause the librarian’s been nagging that that chapters been past due it’s expiration date

Cause at the end of the day

We’re all here doing the same thing

And we all could just stop and think and

Stop doing the same thing

and maybe some things will change the way our kids will feel the pain

The solution is not in our fate but the journey is what seals the positive traits

Passing it down cause that’s the role we were always meant to play

Procreating till we maybe don’t hate all the things we create

Gawd.

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About the Creator

HC Moon

a human being born in the year of the pig on a month named after the goddess of gods with a Leo moon. Simply looking to grow and learn through asking for and sharing stories.

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