Dusting off my confidence
My other self stands out
Ready to hit the road again
With a worn out suitcase
Full of unredeemed dreams
And fake promises
But when I look right through
My shiny goldfish bowl
Every inch of it reminds me
Of something vital
Endless patience, pointless effort
To keep alive what has never existed
Outside my fancy
My idealized world
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