You are the maker of your
life, is worth living if you can
step out of the droning sounds of
city nights and gain back what you
lost, but they too have moved on to
greater passions we have in this
world, one must be his own or just
become one of the many and lose sight
of the remembered, become the
forgotten, left at a street corner in
the middle of time I stand overlooking
everything because I am everywhere and
around me has, is always present
stepping into the virgin earth as it
quakes below the pad of my foot
i leave a mark on this land, it is
mine and I the creator, protector
destroyer, of this path I walk on
every step closer to the sun
closer to the light
closer to myself
the maker of my life
-KJ Appenzeller
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