I always thought I was someone who would do great things.
Until I saw the world for what it truly was.
It wasn’t the world I thought it was.
It was something else.
Not a place where one could do great things.
But a place where one would be lucky to survive.
A place none should be forced to live.
That’s what I saw.
That’s what made me change my mind.
Now I don’t want to do great things.
I don’t even think that was my destiny.
I think I was born for something else.
To make things right.
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Categories: flash fiction