A New Wind
When you change like a new wind taking force too often,
it is inevitable that you will lose yourself.
Not knowing the true person that is inside.
Decisions are folly now; ones I toy with and reassemble. The building is a distraction…because if you build something it’s achievement right?
But what if you’re building, knowing that it will be torn down by yourself all too soon
Another challenge to focus on
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