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Ode to an Existentialist

Have you ever wondered has any other being asked, 'What is my purpose? Who am I?'

By Ayesha JavedPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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My past, present, and future.

Twisted into the lines on my palm, hidden between the words I speak.

Who am I? Who can I be? Where do I want to find myself?

A new awakening, a new dawn.

Yet so far it cannot be conceived, and so near it’s only but a blur.

The dreams, the hopes, the memories!

To cherish what was and encourage what will be.

Courage or compliance?

To be a bystander or walk within.

Decision that need, attention they seek.

Strength to face them and steadiness in stance.

Hands! Shake not. Answer!

To die tomorrow, or hardly live?

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