• contemplating on my thoughts i understand that what i've done cant comprehend the meaning of life, the meaning of seeing..the meaning of being who i want to be, who i am.

    but i understand that what ive done has ended the meaning of life.

    i face myself in the mirror, wht image do i see?

    do i see the remarkable being that god wanted me to be?

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