Mamihlapinatapai Mirror

No adversity is the hardest of all adversity

I see every adversity as a sample of death

As I approach it

And as a sample of birth

As I’ve already went through it

I fear death just because it’s far away

I fear I won’t be ready

For the light of the end

I fear

I mirror fear

I fear myself

I don’t know myself

Beyond that, is the promise

Of meeting Oneself

And of disappearing altogether


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