For a very short while,
I knew my story.
Inside and out.
A tale taller than my being,
larger than my soul.
A spirit testing
the extent of my love
as I have always prayed
to be asked to prove. I was
a battleship in full sail,
heading into a storm..
But then they told me
I was to be shelved,
in a bottle made of glass,
in the fiction aisle.
And I lie broken,
waiting for you
to read my reality.
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