What if, what if?
What if we fail?
Consider this, what if we fulfill our every dream, connecting reality with the seams and gazing in sheer amazement at the spectrum of everything we have ever desired dancing before us?
What if, what if?
What if we flourish?
It is not defeat that the human mind fears, it is all too familiar with peril.
The true fear is success, as we are left to ponder the terrifying question.
What is our next move?
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Eunoia
Poetry{ONGOING} Poetry from the mending mind ❝I am soft again, there is water and it surrounds me, there is feeling and I can feel it, I am awake and alive and swollen and heavy with love, I am changing and I am loving change.❞ © AVA
