Standing under a streetlight, shielded by the shade, I step out when the road is empty,
to walk my own solitary path. Loving and hating, despairing yet hoping, trusting and raging, craving then hurting, alone and confused. Wondering, knowing naught. Living in my imperfection, for my dreams. For a world I see, despise and desire. For a life i adore. For love, peace, beauty, forgiveness, hope.
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