That is the life of the ordinary I gather
Wishing to have a thousand lifetimes
Just to live a complete one
Is it really God’s choice to allow us only a singular existence?
The world is cruel yet simultaneously sublime
People are flawed
Still their soul emits a light
I am inspiration walking
My own self contained muse
Holding secrets, dreams, and perfection in a flawed reality
My dear Lord, with a lifetime only stretching from the lines in my hand…
Is there enough space for me?
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