Jul 23, 2020
1 min read
Life
In 1983, at eleven, I wrote this poem.
The deepest within me
Is a life of a maze
Where the stars shine bright
But only in a gaze.
My self-consciousness
Holds me to my time
Of long-lasting life
And constant design.
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