Today, I am not well, I am like water in the desert, consumed and hiding, clear and shallow, but honestly weak, an angry fire without enough grass to burn. I need so much what should have been, it is all that can cure me, it is all that can make me one person with my true self, as I was before. Tonight, I want to dream, as it should have been.
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