𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒.

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⁣𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 ⁣
it would be a false alarm to see
⁣your reflection that
⁣contributed something to the
⁣flames that are turning blue
⁣through these museums of ⁣poems and arts you have created
⁣that started a wildfire
⁣along those before you, ⁣
a path for the younger you's
⁣that are yet to begin their journey.

⁣𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔
⁣of the darkest nightmares,
⁣the self-doubts ⁣that seem
to break the armor ⁣into a million pieces,
⁣taking you along with it. ⁣
My child, ⁣
let me remind you that
⁣when your body, ⁣a product reaches its expiry date,
⁣the only thing that
you can transmute into immortals
are ⁣these arts, these words ⁣that ignite the passion inside you, ⁣
an antidote to the feelings that you are feeling, ⁣which you and I shouldn't give up on it.

⁣Finally,
⁣𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦, ⁣
created a passage ⁣
for your thoughts that once reverberated ⁣through the depths of your flesh
⁣and now,
⁣you are out of it, ⁣
out from the mess you own ⁣
and
⁣out from the labyrinth.

⁣ -𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒.

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