Was I supposed to be…
In here?
In There?
Or,.. Somewhere?
Floating like an autumn leaf;
Having no place to call home;
Tossed again and again by the wind;
Gentle at times;
Fierce and destructive at other times
Am I the child of man?
Or am I the child of morbid destiny
Following my crippled path
Seeking fortune and joy…
Amidst destruction.
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