We foolishly chase after that which is not ours to possess.
Notions of perfection.
Striving for the clouds –
while wandering on the shores of our contradictions.
Hypnotized by the ebb and flow of the waves –
while starkly refusing
to immerse ourselves
in the baptismal art of…
Washing away those lies that we tell.
Instead of using our tears as a conduit.
To cleanse the stains of our betrayal of self.
We opt for imprisonment –
versus being empowered.
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