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The Unnamed Poem
Oh, to be who I most wish to be
to follow where the wind blows
one day the world will open its eyes and see
the endless beating of my heart
I stand here screaming at the top of my lungs
but nobody stops, and no one will listen
my hands slowly release the rungs
as I fall from this place my tears glisten
I no longer have the power, I have not the desire
to reach for what I want, to climb any higher
I would rather wander for eternity
than face my endless destiny
searching for that which I may never find
it is my greatest affliction
that in my lack of conviction
I can't find what I want, for to it I am blind
and long ago I lost my hope
that ever I should find an end to
this long and slippery slope
I release my grip on certainty
and the need to be who I may never be
in these words I stop this dreadful calamity
perhaps to move on to that which I cannot name
but my goal for now is remaining sane
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