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Nov 2015
The focus of my
expectations
may be outside
of the realm
of my know universe.

I search within
my past
and the place
that I view, then
call the present.

Attempting to see
if the perception
I believe
is anywhere,
close to a reality.

Or if the
reality I see
and the expectation
I have within
my mind.

It may not
be a true reality,
but what my mind,
has decided
I will perceive.

So in my fear
I step outside
to find a mind,
to trust and
help me find,

the truth and reality,
but as I ask
and look around,
I found myself,
more grounded than I thought.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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