I've been here before.
This sense of familiarity and belongingness has been lingering since reality first introduced itself to me, imploring me of my right to be here...
To exist,
To become,
Until promises are fulfilled.ㅤ
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"You're really lucky..." My friends would say after crafting into words a life I merely borrowed.
I'd smile in acknowledgement yet unsure of what they mean.
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Despite of not owning, I deem possessing...
How must I encompass what You lent me
for them to see You instead of me?ㅤ
I sought the answer which led me lost.
But no sheep is ever lost when found by its Shepherd.
I've been here before...
In such sense that I'm stood
exactly where I was called to be.
I've been here before.
I must know my way.
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- - -
A child's first cry sparks
the beginning of the promise;
After a soul plead's and is assigned to
a vassal on Earth, an oath is taken.
Then... everything falls into alignment.
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Speck of Light
AbenteuerA figure walked aimlessly in an abyss, with motion of such dim weariness. Where sound is lost, no steps are heard. Without vision, no direction is found. Yet all transpires within the labyrinth of nothingness. And as it's where existence is bred, On...
