• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 02
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In a sweat I woke from a frightful cloud of dreamstates.
Who was I, me, myself?
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What is your purpose in life, without the hubris?
I thought it was to lead, I cannot lead them to a better life.
The morally bankrupt have corrupted the entire state, poor stealing and riching up the rich.
Is there an end to all this without turning back?
My baggage is full and dragging beside me All is awkward in these slow brooding times, all is very awkward.
Dream or no dream, scream or no scream I look for the gifts that life has brought me this year.
Eyes brows raised, eyes looking elsewhere intent on staring out of one of the cool blues.