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I haven't written in a while ....

SEMI-SCRATCH THAT

I've written A LOT in this while ...

but I haven't written ME.

I've been neglecting myself.

And, so, I'm giving myself this space to ramble.

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Yet, I find myself wordless ...

and brain tried (and tired).

I'm worn in a variety of ways ....

And inspired in so many others ...

I love my new tri-ring ...

And the potential that encircles it.

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But I sometimes wish that I didn't have hopes ...

... or believe in fate or people.

I can't say that I've been disappointed ...

... for I never fully allowed myself to trust and rely on anyone

And I learned early on that any disappointment I felt would be my own to own.

I do not force or blame others.

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Because if I was idiotic enough to think someone else would do something well ...

... well

then, I was the idiot and had only myself to be disappointed with.

He sure is a disappointment.

But only because I allowed him to be ...

... because I made a jester into a king when he was only ever meant to be the former.

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It was my choice.

It is my choice.

And despite my hesitations and reservations ...

... and the pensive twisting of my tri-ring 

... I'm going to allow the king who is making himself a jester just to entertain me

in

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Because, regardless of my self-inflicted disappointments ...

 ... and my wishes for the otherwise

... I do believe in fate and people.

Because, regardless of the forced indifference ...

.... and my wishes for the truth of it ...

I'm not indifferent.

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I am who I am ...

...and he is who he is ...

... and we'll see where fate and belief take us.

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