How different can one become in a matter of months,
convincing themselves they are searching
for a version that feels more alive?
Can you really get lost
while searching for yourself?
How unrecognisable do we become
to those who knew us
or thought they did?
Is there truly a part of us
untouched by this untamed world?
A healed, innocent version
or is that just hope?
Are we stuck in self-discovery,
fearing what we might lose?
What would you say?
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