So I have come to an inversion:
your recognition will feel like an insult,
(This is a defense mechanism)
I have accomplished officially accomplished
close to nothing, and I am still
closing in to nothingness.
This morning (but the diction is universal)
I realized that all future things will be mere
projections of the past, ways to finish off
my story, that has no desire for a conclusion
nor to be put down.
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