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Mar 2018
You have to go down to go up
Run towards bullets to live
Roll towards to escape
Go against intuition to succeed
Intuition is the illusion, the Maya
Intuition is the driving force and the prison
It is intangible, it exists and doesn't
Has value but no meaning
Has purpose but is not objective.
To what end but no end
To what a sight to see while blind
Just random thoughts at 4am, looked like a poem after review and thought may as well post it
Ryan Clark
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Ryan Clark  Hawaii
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