Not Yet Conquered

I have not yet conquered myself fully, not yet. Not all the wild plants have I uprooted .
Not all my wishes come true yet — and not every word that leaves my throat is clean yet .
Still before my eyes red lights glow and glitter — and still I am attracted by my pain .
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B. Lapin
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