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Bound By Nature

Dec 6, 2024
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By Irani


I am a moth.

Drawn to a flame that will inevitably kill me.


Though I know that it will hurt

It is in my nature to go toward it.


I envy the butterflies that bathe in sweet nectar.

I wish to be marvelled at by innocent eyes.


While I battle with my subconscious

I try to fight the hypnotizing yellow and orange that calls my name.


But in the end, I am a moth.

I cannot change what nature dictates.


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