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Dec 2016
I'm vacant in the eyes of many,
                   they say I'm empty  
                                          without worth.

But worth is gained by gesture not
                  following a herd that feed on
the grass of  false verses...

If you are nourished with enough forgiving's
                   then you are full of nothingness
but indoctrinated into a truth of wordings false.

I believed in the early ventures of myth but then I
                   grew up, but those of other minds still
lingered in the past and don't contemplate proper truths.

I'm vacant they say, but I am a vessel of truths not of
falsehoods that cradle are minds,
                    rocking us into servitude, I'm free evermore.

"We should be a book of learning but we linger on
prescribed lies that we are hooked upon.


*"Freedom is a motion of truths, but some are the
sheep of conformity and sway with the heard.
Poetic T
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