The Odyssey doesn’t change you,
it solely shapes you.

You are fire,
blazing bright,
fast and furious
and, alight.

You emend yourself.
with broken bits of the rainbow elf,
exhausting in and of itself,
To grow into thyself.

When the last brick falls,
when the last phone call stalls.

Do you hush your breaks,
whiz down with no plans to stakes?

While It might pop in your mind,
mayhap for only a moment of a blind.

But when you let go,
how will they forego?

You can’t tell but,
the world makes less sense,
through a tinted lens.

You be yourself.
take forward who you are,
leaving past afar in cigar.

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