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[solitary_summer]

Sometimes - this feeling that there are so many things - possibilities, emotions - locked inside you, and if you only knew how to reach them everything could be different; you could be so much more. A strong person... But at the same time you're painfully aware that you've no idea how to break through those walls of restraint, upbringing, complexes, circular patterns of thought... All locked up too tightly.

And then this (vision? realisation?) vanishes again until not even a memory remains. Already a moment later it doesn't seem quite real any more. Much less true...