Perhaps I am a passer by,
a cheater of time,
a small character of the storyline.
Perhaps I was never meant to be,
the shooting star,
but the one at far.
Perhaps this was never suppose to be it,
but because we were weak,
training came.
Perhaps I should stop and sleep,
and wander deep,
into the dream I seek.
Perhaps we all know this is not the truth,
yet sometimes there's no way,
but to think like a fool.
If only strength could equate courage,
and courage came from love,
If only confusion was nothing but mist,
and illusion was as obvious.
If only.
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