My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations
And of the lives I’m not living
Are etched in my brain
I have lived a thousand journeys
Through storms, deserts, and to the end of the world
They are all in me,
Mixed
Mashed
With my consciousness
And I wonder
What is fictional in me
And what is real?
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