I am triumphant; show me my laurels. I proclaim myself victorious, and the crowd cheers me on. I am the question and within me resides the answer. I am the echo of your inner voice. I am the reason behind your actions. The yin to your yang. The calm before the storm, and the water to your fire. It is I, and yet you stare at me bewildered as though we are strangers. I am the reflection that stares back at you when you look in the mirror.
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Mundane Musings of a Misunderstood Mind
Non-FictionAs the name suggests, these are snippets of the things that play on the author's mind; whether it is an oddity of society or a thought that randomly lingers a little longer than usual. You can call it creative writing, philosophy, lessons, musings o...
