Being with myself
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1 min readApr 5, 2017
A flicker of clarity
I search deep inside
digging through piles
years of collected doubt
Holding the thread, I try
that connects I and me
slips through my fingers
sweat of expectations I see
I scrape at my soul
meet who I lost, I hope
Who am I, really? I ask
“Whoever we choose to be.”