once somethin’ dies

i find that illusions tend to crumble in a single instant that arrives without warning. the metaphorical house where i store mine has been on fire for who knows how long. I have a habit of ignoring these things until the ceiling caves in. they say that one thing people who get what they want have in common is that they do not settle for what they don’t want. i never knew what, if anything, i cared enough to claim i wanted.

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