What I went for yesterday,

was more a strategy of failure.

the habit of giving up on who you really are.

I can not write for others, and I can not dance for others.

I refuse to exist for others or to serve their eyes,

because my vision is not to be what they want to see. freedom is my forever moto.

I let them go,

I let them leave my horizon.

Then right away, I refocus on my momentos joy

in a still vast vast field

remained to me

free of crossing thoughts.

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