Finding Myself
Candles have flavors just as colors have flames, wishes have echoes just as days have names,
nothing has texture just as something has toes, cold has a warmth just as in the heat I froze,
inside comes out as outside turns over, without alcohol I'm drunk and yet drunk I feel sober,
walking on concrete yet floating in air, so many problems yet not one single care,
I finally know who I desire to be, and casting out issues, I found out it was me!
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