When I am able to remember, it seems like the story or narrative I believe about myself the most is one of "The Soul Searcher." I seek out those gates that help me feel glimpses of "My Soul", or what I subjectively perceive as feeling like soul.
I try to find those gates over and over again
With the hopes that each time I fall asleep
Each time I lose touch and awareness
Each time it feels like I have forgotten...
I will remember a little more each time
I will be able to hold onto that sense of Home
Even after traversing in a different direction
Hoping I will be able to continually find my way back...
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