
Look not at me
Riddled with deep flaws
Aching wounds
Weakness and failure
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Is there something special you see
In my work?
My art?
My life?
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It is not me you are drawn to
It is the Light, Beauty, & Goodness
That I so relentlessly seek
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Unable to hold them within my broken self
Each day I seek them again
Panting, thirsting, needing
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In pursuit of the glimmer on the horizon
Aware of my own emptiness
I press on
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Do not idolize this hungry man
Do not cast him aside for his imperfections
Look past him to the horizon and see what he sees
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Recklessly abandon all and join the pursuit
The Light is calling us onward.