If I let go of this identity
built on years of pain
what will I be?
except for maybe
free of pain at last

If I truly set my spirit free
to fly upon the winds of all eternity
do I really care
if it returns to me?

for then this shell of flesh
composed of emptiness
can fill with light
and love of everything

I catch these words
and put them into
ordered time and space
as I seek to find
the living grace of who I am

and where identity might lead
when death appraches


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