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Sunday, September 5, 2010

Random poem #5: rantings

Untitled Rantings

Will I ever be able to attain the unattainable? Will I ever reach farther than where I limit myself to go? I am here now, but is there any significance? Is my present state just a stepping stone towards a farther glory I would never perceive myself to grasp? Maybe it is. Or am I just here, born in the world, just to simply dream that I may one day stand up with earnest humility while everyone else looks up to me with pride? Am I here to dream about actualization, or earn it with eager hands?

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