How do I become physically vital like you?
That’s just it, though.
It seems that I can’t.
My efforts keep getting thwarted.
And I am forced to diverge from course, again.
I keep having to self isolate.
Even as I reach for shared truths.
I find only my own limitations.
And a determination.
Unyielding, yet adaptive.
Are we anything alike?
I hoped to one day matter to you.
But I am only a bright star on your horizon.
Flickering and fading out of view.
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