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  • Writer: abby
    abby
  • Nov 19, 2022
  • 1 min read

Doubt

Clout

Chasing air

Trying to grasp

A moment

That's not there


For a fragment

Fifteen seconds

I see them climb

Over chaos rocks

For fame fifteen they pine


It hits my throat

My heart

Should I chase too?

But after what? why? who?


Not this

Not for a spec

Of artificial light

Of Earthly camera canon sight


I want the sun

The moon

The star shining might


The canon of genuine divine

Is the canon I choose to chase

And aspire for

The heaven's granted grace


Why would I choose

To be voluntarily trapped

In a world

Where there is limited light

Leaving others in the dark

Just so I can feel warmth bright


I run after the world

Where there are no shadows

We are all in the sun

And there is always enough light

To share with everyone


 
 
 

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