Into
It feels like parts of me
are sloughing off in places
like an ancient outer shell,
crumbling to dust and nothingness...
being carried off by the winds of my movements
as I walk toward that
which I want to become...
are sloughing off in places
like an ancient outer shell,
crumbling to dust and nothingness...
being carried off by the winds of my movements
as I walk toward that
which I want to become...
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