We foolishly chase

after that which

is not ours to possess.

Notions of perfection.

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Striving for the clouds –

while wandering

on the shores

of our contradictions.

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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.

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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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