When I wake up from my sleep, there's a feeling of clarity.
Those little, short moments when I'm not myself.
Where I'm just a soul occupying a body.
Then I remember who I am, the life I live.
Am I sad? No.
But I wish that I could be different.
For longer than a few seconds.
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Spoken Words and Short Stories
Short StoryA book that holds all my spokens and short stories I've written.
