When you wander, it's not necessarily because you're lost or because you're looking for something. Sometimes, it's like looking through an old photo album, wandering for the sake of discovering what has been there the whole time, like realizing you and your cousin wore the same yellow party dress, like searching the dusty corners of your being to find the place where your soul calls home.
I want to be free of mental
chains of silly string
of child's play of
shaking sinistry of
myself.
To lose is not so bad
when you lose
something
you will not miss
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