an awakening of convulsing synapses,
a realization, a proclamation of clarity.
the all knowing while spontaneously pill popping and parachuting.
I have an opening to the world of weightlessness with what seems to be forever opportunities,
but darkened street lights with cracked paved corners are always
surrounded with signs signing "wrong way" destinations where I should not be going.
Clearly the opposite of perfect,
but perfectly flawed in the best of ways.
Pretending to be who I am,
while shunning the majority of who I'm not.
I am..
Lightly lost with a purpose.
I am...
Limitless
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