Ions scrambling for a moving spotlight…

Relentless pursuit of recognition by restless souls,

Ravenous for new identities…

Stranded in the subliminal,

Clueless about where I belong…

Should I scamper towards the tempting halo,

Or join the rage for pseudo-identity carving?

A mammoth upheaval of the base,

Rearranges all parts of the already-shifting puzzle,

Laying across another psychedelic pattern…

Goals strewn across indelible paths,

I tread on yours and you tread on mine…

All of this, at the cost of what?!



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