I can cover your skin… be your callus wall when the world gets rough. I could be your shelter… for the world will try to burn you down. I could be your looking glass… refract the things that confuse… give you perspective. Diffuse when the light is to harsh… reflect when darkness creeps in...
I could be you vehicle… drive you to where you want to go… protect you in your journey. I could be a cause… one you fight for, one to match your effect. I could be your journal… tell me all I will not forget. I could be your sunset… appearing when it was thought there was nothing to see...
I could be a lot of things… but I remain just me.
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