Parallel Worlds

Parallel Worlds

In one you are brilliant
But only a shadow here
In one you are perfect
Yet not even close here

One is your humanity
With nothing to fear
Here you have questions
Born of endless fear

One day you’ll return
To all you hold dear
But for now you stay
And do the best my dear

Stoic Poetry

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The Reason

We were born to be broken
Waiting to be put back together
When pieces fit better than before
Reborn to try one more time

Sometimes pieces may be missing
Searching is part of the scheme
Surprised by what is revealed
Finding out what all this means

Stoic Poetry