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Feb 2018
How it
changes
as
time
flows on.
All that
we
know
we
discover
we
don’t.
More
knowledge
begets less
understanding.
I
dance
on a
precipice.
The edge
of knowledge
knowing I’ll
never really
know
a thing.
John Prophet
Written by
John Prophet
172
   Surbhi Dadhich
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