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this is the way
taken closer by creating distance
every life must die some day, for the temporal being
there is no wrong that isn't also right
you can be found in another time and place
a polarized event, being pushed to the edge of epiphany
because this is the world we live in
and there is no place like home
the farther from it we go takes us just as close
observing darkness defines what the light can touch
any place in that spectrum is the same
one can't be without the other
community is just another way to say segregated
some are made to be on their own for others to be together
if you want to be better something has to be worse
the desire to improve is what keeps the world needing to
there is no middle ground in duality but conflict
middle ground doesn't exist in an all or nothing world
but that is where you will find me
nowhere, going, solo, struggling
because i am already everything i wish i could be
more of less is the secret i keep from that last tin soldier
ride into the sunset, spoils of war on display
victorious and nothing left to live, die, or fight for
betweeen me, beside myself, and i am no competition
for the impending doom of mortality
even everything isn't all there is to have, be, know, do, or see
infinity is a repetitious self-fulfilling prophecy
one, among many, as one
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
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i am only responsible for what i say
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not for what you understand
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you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent
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or you may not
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Great work! Keep it up!