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a demonstration of personality suffocation.
a poem about how everyone seems to want to be anyone else but themselves.
when you feel as though you cannot fit the mold
that the world sets forth in front of you,
sidestep what you are given and
pour all that you are into a
wax figure that looks
like yourself.
there is no point in trying to emulate
the visage of anyone else because
you will never discover yourself
if you embody the image of
someone who has already
been through the
process.
everyone strives to be like each other but
would it not be a more serene world to
inhabit if we cherished variation
instead of preferring a lack
of differentiation?
personal identification
is lost in the simulation
and the universal fixation
with imitation
is a demonstration
of personality suffocation.
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