soul searching

Maybe I shouldn't
search in those
spired mountains
of self
laced with the brutish
past of lost foresight

for answers
(I'm told)
that don't
exist

Instead
look forward
toward the blinding
orb of white and sky

and call it hope
(just for the fuck of it)


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