If I Am Lost

Fighting for control of little things in History, fading into obscurity, drifting in the absolute.. and coming to empty intersections, who might lead to a temporary, absolute pain-- with the hazy, gloomy memories that follow; they are not my tormentors, for monsters guide masters. I will look at them, investigate the visual wounds, the connected images between reality and imagination who fight for control of the stranger's gut. In the individual's dawn, the words speak from a kind, calm resilience, “If I am lost, I will find my freedom; beyond the outside.”

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