Rebellion, Recklessness, Realization, Repentance, Restoration
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What do I want? I want peace. I want quiet. I want love. I want to love. I want to be loved. I want truth. I want lies. I want knowledge. I want to be revered. I want to make a difference. I want to be my own person. I want to be someone's hero. I want to be contradictory. I want to know what it's like to jump off the edge of a waterfall under a full moon. I want to know what it's like to jump over a perfect line of ants. I want to see what the world would have me see. I want to see what I can learn from myself. I want to see what I can learn for myself. I want a nickel in my hand. I want to give it to someone less fortunate. I want to kiss a panther. I want to kiss a woman. I want it to be on her lips. I want it to be on the small of her back. I want her to be able to taste me long after we've parted. I want to watch someone lose someone dear to them. I want to watch someone to realize they've gained an ally closer than their family. I want a drop of nectar on my pillow. I want the smell of a woman in my clothing. I want to be truly happy. I want to be burdened with the wrongs of the world. I want to be able to throw away anything I don't need. I want to be able to say when I can be free and when I can't. I want to know when the tides rise and fall. I want to wade in them under the moonlight late at night holding the hand of someone dear to me. I want to die in the arms of someone who loves me. I want to live the same way. I want to see the world through the eyes of an enemy. I want to see myself through the eyes of an enemy. I want to learn from anyone who will teach me well. I want to set my own goals. I want to break them. I want to please those who would please me. I want to be sensual. I want to be sexual. I want to know what it's like to not care about anything. I want to know complete silence. I want to give 100% of my ability. I want to be efficient. I want to be left alone. I want someone to heal me with their glance. I want someone to hurt me with their ignorance. I want to fly on wings made by my own
two hands. I want another person to trust me enough to let me into their mind and soul. I want to know the bond between twins. I want the tear of another person on my fingertip. I want to bear my heart to the world. I want to know exactly when to stop. I want to know when I should start again. I want to do too much. I want to do too little. I want to live in a paradox. I want to be able to choose exactly how well I do at something. I want to talk to my walls. I want to listen to them, too. I want to have a following. I want to know what it's like to be born. I want to know what it's like to die. I want to scribe my thoughts into time. I want to have perfect endings. I want to forget about linear resolution to situations. I want to live.
