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Journal Entry

  • soli
  • Jun 13, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jun 19, 2020


Drop me in an ocean,

And I will drift to the coast

Exile me to a mountain,

And I will breathe deeply

Nudge me from a cliff,

And I will spread my wings

Hang me from atop a tree,

And I will sway with the wind

Put a bullet in me,

And I will aim for the stars

Take my pen,

And I will sing

Tape my mouth,

And I will hum

Lock me in a cell,

And I will replicate

Bury me, and you will find

My flame has itself entrenched

Inside hearts and minds, like

A kindling burning

with desire. I, the idea

No power can have me quenched.



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