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Poem: Perpective

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perspective


at what point does going meet with coming where is the magic that shifts space into place full of purpose and certainty an unexamined enfolded concept wrapped around the ego to provide an atmosphere of safety of air to breathe as inhale becomes exhale in a world of absolute freedom and absolutely divine chaos when is the moment when now becomes then and machineries of being continue to press expand consume become when anticipation becomes reflection when embracing includes rejection when the only thing that makes it so is the moment where the me that is self-aware decides to care enough to label a thing as so and somehow in the madness of these cognitive fusions i fancy myself clever when i’m just as likely a fool

-rrf

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