“i.”

I know that I’m alive

Even though I mingle with the lovers of the dark

Sleepwalking through histories unknown

Jet lagged; I meet those histories we’ve beget

I won’t condemn myself to the thousands of mysteries laid out for me by fate!

I accept what I am, who I’ve become; those personas and people left behind

I accept my destiny yet ignore my current status’ with Fate!

My refusals to bend my will won’t seal my doom,

I fight ON, into My Future without these saddlebags of Fear!

So the steps may be destined — yet only towards MY histories still left to enact,

My histories; the past-present-future of the bloodline I’ve exposed…

“I.”

I will stand. I will command.

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