the hunger to be everything. - by amber. - odetoapoet

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how we disappear chasing lives that aren’t ours.

“ Oh, to wake up grateful for the pulse in my neck; to meet the mirror without dread. I need to be enough—for myself. “ How lost we are, in the virtuality of life. They told us we are lucky, to live in an era of endless doors; of infinite selves waiting to be summoned with a scroll, a post, or a step-by-step transformation. But no one warned us of the disease it carries. Of how too much possibility can fray the edges of a person. Our skin aches for mornings that begin with the light of dawn and not that of a screen. Before our feet touch the earth, our eyes have already wandered into…

the hunger to be everything. - by amber. - odetoapoet

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