Searching for a future somewhere in my past;
looking in deep shadows my days on earth have cast.
I don’t know what I’ll find there, maybe I’ll find pain;
perhaps I’ll find some truths that help me go insane.
All I know is that I need to see what I can see,
so some time in the future, I’ll be what I can be.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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