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Be it - a poem inspired by my month-long road trip across Europe

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Be it

 

Let it go, the masquerade,

Making an impression,

Tinkering your image 

Through self-censorship.

 

Let it go, the conforming

To imaginary norms,

Wash your hands of the clay

You have grayed your face with.

 

Let it go, the fearing

Of the word and gaze

Others cast on you 

Outcast, be it, daredevil.

 

Let it go, the tomorrowism,

Watching waves on the horizon,

Look down where you’re splashing,

Feel the water soak your skin.

 

Let it go, the self-hatred

For acts that were forced upon you,

Think EGO, think, think, think

Without thinking a thing.

 

Let it go, let the ego go,

Go, go, go, go, go,

Wherever you’ll arrive

Will be a better place.

 

Let it go, the hopefulness,

Hope is dead today,

Control nothing but your breath,

Let yourself be swayed. 

 

There is nothing but today.

 


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