My truth. Is it really the truth? Or is it the delusion of visions, feelings, hopes, dreams, missed opportunities, yearnings, cravings, and late night nightmares that take shelter in my spirit and soul? Will my truth forever hold me captive to the reality of nothing tangible? Nothing that is made of steel that will remain unbreakable and unmoved by the delusion of visions, feelings, hopes, dreams, missed opportunities, yearnings, cravings, and late night nightmares that haunt my spirit and soul.
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