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To look for myself in the world

Is a recipe for sorrow, loss and pain

For I can search high and low

Near and far

And never find the person I truly am.

In my haste to chase the silhouette of who I thought I was

I heard a voice echo in my head

“Are you really chasing something you know you can’t see, touch, smell, hear or feel?”

I stopped in my tracks and asked myself

What am I chasing?

What is my end goal in all of this?

In that very moment I noticed a change ripple through my body

A veil being lifted from my eyes

The world and its chaos was a reflection of my inner turmoil

To seek myself in such conditions reflected my ignorance,

But now I know better

What I seek and aspire to be can all be found within me.

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