without memory

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I seek to live my truest life
and the search goes on and on…
and to speak what is real to me
is to be unclothed
before the masses
in this state of vulnerability
always wondering, always curious
forever questioning my habits
can they handle me?
will my mind remain free?
and can fears be pushed aside?
of dirty vessels and broken palaces,
of hurting hearts
and fragmented consciousness,
the desire to be uncovered,
revealed, with the sincerest
of…