God, I want to get out there
I want to be in the middle of it all
I want to read volumes in the coffeehouse
I want to have Camera Obscura in my ear
I want to write a poem at every stoplight
I want to be able to think thoughts
and not say them
I want to have something hidden
behind my eyes
I want to read Camus and love it
I want to be working on a novel
I want to be sought out
I want to be profound
I want this to be me.
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