a while from now I will start to fade.
in a gradually subtle way I will.
I will fade and there would be a moment by which I wouldn’t exist as I used to.
no existence of me but an aspiration.
or aspirations.
these will shape a common existence, in which I will bloom into.
no boundaries, and I’ll grow.
growth like tones f chords, harmonized and mesmerized.
and that wouldn’t be the end of me, but the very genesis.
I just have to wait…
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