The quest

In a single dimension,
I once dwelled
where everyone was in love
with their own poor selves.
They adored their flesh
and worshiped their blood

I was one step ahead of them all, for I longed to be
the master of the self
to conquer the inner me.

I in my quest,
Met my poor soul,
All tarnished
with a huge hole.

I had to make amends
to recompense for,
the previous attempts
that had damaged
the dear Soulless soul

I fought, it took time
the journey was full of bumps
a path laid with lumps

The destination hadn’t arrived
but the journey is now the life.

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