Narrative

A fresh page
A new chapter
As I stand upon this stage
The backdrop I once knew
Slowly starts to fade.
If this is life now
What was is it before?
A limbo land,
A bubble,
A room without a door?
Was it purgatory
A place we all deflate
A place to find a story
A place to propagate
As I blow away the dust
Constant urges to compete
With mind
With body
and with time
I begin to feel complete.

@missloveday | 09.09.2021

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