#NaBloPoMo #18: An awakening of sorts

Sometimes I regret this youth's rude awakening. I am lost to an unknown world, banished to roam it alone, unknowable cannot relate this viewpoint I have, straddling converging, conflicting thoughts and hopes, constantly muted by each and every world, all corners that conflate only in the instances to tell me I am wrong, perverse, without [...]

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