It’s not a war
I’m fighting.
It’s not a path
I’m following.
It’s not sanctity
I’m searching.
It’s a deluge
Of monologues.
It’s an illusion
Of stories.
It’s a game
Of thoughts.
It’s a struggle
I’ve chosen.
It’s a pain
I’ve to go through.
It’s an oasis
I’ve to cross.
It’s a Me Vs Me
I’ve to face.
To tell a story
Never told before
Never lived before
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