A global nomad am I, cloaked in the confines of today.
I long to cast off this shroud, to leave behind this life
This life that isn’t a life but merely an existence.
In this place that isn’t my home but merely a residence.
Oh, this passing of time, the meeting of needs and responsibilities…
Is it so noble to give up your life for the sake of fulfilling duty?
When so many are willing to just exist, to remain untouched,
Is it not a travesty for one who does dream to give it up??
How long must I wait, holding my breath, daring to believe
That someday, somewhere, somehow I will LIVE again?
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She's back!
So you are not so far removed from the girl who wrote "Pain." You crack me up! I feel ya though. This actually inspires me to issue you (us) a challenge......the five things in five years challenge. Five things over the next five years so that we know we did more than "passed the time, merely existed, fulfilled duty. etc" Are you up for this?
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