A hallucination, if you will.
Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes. Lessons learned, then gradually surfacing. Letting go. Stripping naked to scream. I am not perfect, no do I strive to be. I am alive in this world of face-first falls and public breakdowns. I am a retarded, dis-figured clown, dying to be heard for the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall. I am an equal being of no race or color. A hallucination, if you will. Sneaking into the lives of strangers and watching them fall apart, to a new rhythm, just to feel better.
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