Each year is more difficult than the last; I’ve taken my place within, seated in the dimly lit space, watching my walls crumble. My childhood memories are dying piece by piece. Heavy laughter brought about tears, and decisions led to a divisive consciousness. Losing my connection with the trinity: mind, body, and soul.
Entering new territory with honesty and transparency; experiencing public humility with an admission of defeat. I have nowhere left to run; the world is closing its doors, leaving me broke with nothing but wisdom to satisfy the emptiness.
Write Now and Later 
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