It's terribly

Alluring,

That there is

A possibility

Of becoming

Who you are

Meant to be.

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But there is

No one who

Could become,

Or not become.

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No time

For becoming

To happen,

Or not,

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No meant

To be,

Or not meant

To be.

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What then?

What now?

You may ask.

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I asked,

I didn't

Receive an answer,

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Just this

Deafening silence.

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