As time presses into the darkness,
I step aside,
leaving behind darkened trails as perseverance
carries the radiance of my desire—
to take charge of the core within: life’s drive.
I never admired the dreams of others’ personas;
my desire emerges, proof of my own path.
I am the stigma to my existence,
I am the voice to my soul.
This is my grasp on life’s hold upon us all:
to be the keyholder of our own existence.
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