They say live your life, but which life exactly—the one we have or the one we could explore?
In my mind I have all the novels I will never write.
In my eyes I have all the places I will never go, all the pictures I will never take, all the films I will never see.
On my lips all the kisses we will never share, on my fingers all the skins I will never touch, in my heart all the moments we will never have.
In my feet I have all the roads I will never take.
In my soul I have all the destinies I will never meet.
How do you make choices when you're faced with a canvas of possibilities? How can you go one way when you know there are so many more?
When your life is made of dreams, how do you know it’s time to wake up?
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