The Truth
I am without hope and yet I dream.
I have lost duality but found myself.
I am publicly confident and privately lost.
I wear my life on my sleeve with my heart in a vise.
What to do?
What to do?
I really hate I'm still lost without you.
Sometimes I write about interesting people I have met, sometimes I write little poems, sometimes I write random thoughts. For all that writing, the biggest challenge has been what to call my blog. I'm sure I'll change it again.
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