An Observation

Here's a little about this world today
On the realms of this life
As I wallow in my own despair
On the brink of melancholy while
On the horizon of hope for which
A glimmer of that which sets me free
Of solace and the Human soul
We'll never be apart nor whole
We strive to be what everybody
Wants us to be and more
But to stay in this munificent way
We forget to be ourselves

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