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crippled by the relative
impossibility
of ever soaking in the light
of intellectual & creative
inspiration, said to come from
the bright, shining, illuminating
awe of someone truly great, 
who might stroll into your path 
whilst you stumble along aimlessly,
it can almost be terrifying
when it actually happens &
one second guesses themselves,
one feels that it might be better
to push said individual off of the
nearest ledge so as to prove that
such an event might never really
occur, because once in awe,
can one ever return to a state
of personal striving?

will this individual whom you now
look up to, ever look at you in even
remotely the same way?
will this individual ever grant you a
moment of release from the shackles
of the admiration that you bestow
upon them (for your hands were tied
by your own hands, in some way
that seems defeating when you ponder
it late at night) yourself?
will these babblings in your head
arriving at the front of your mind &
lingering, ever come to any sort of
profitable fruition, or
will you be a slave to another’s
greatness, forever?

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