I realize that I'll be going - away from it all. The human nature, however, will remain undeciphered. The going would only be a physical act - no metaphor. For I won't be going away from anything that I don't already have or that I already don't. I won't be going away from anything I can't win or anything I can lose. I will leave with no language or pick a new one. I will leave with no regrets or pick any new ones.
I will leave in a fog and find myself standing in one, lost, with a white dazzle in front of my eyes, all around me, all inside me.
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