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It is difficult to understand What separates you and I, Perhaps you reached, but found no hand, There must be more than meets the eye. Deep chasms line the spectrum, Like cliff faced faultlines of distance where there's none, One slight of step, a little momentum, And into an abyss beyond reach of the sun. By nature, we are much the same, Despite the nurtured deception, I refuse the notion that I should shame Still watered ripples of my reflection.
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
Still Watered Ripples
It is difficult to understand What separates you and I, Perhaps you reached, but found no hand, There must be more than meets the eye. Deep chasms line the spectrum, Like cliff faced faultlines of distance where there's none, One slight of step, a little momentum, And into an abyss beyond reach of the sun. By nature, we are much the same, Despite the nurtured deception, I refuse the notion that I should shame Still watered ripples of my reflection.
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
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