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Jul 2018
It doesn't exist.
Give him a name, ideas, nationality,
all put together to create a personality.
It doesn't exist.

This reality is something to persist.
It's a crisis existential in nature we resist.
a life of meaning and motion if you wish.
Superlative, expansive in its there.
A world of reality it's not fair.

Because overly outwardly inwardly we stare.
and knows its truth, in existence, unreality to ensnare.
It does not exist.
It does not exist.
It is not there.
It's cool to know that its all not really there. We all have masks but when we over come them we see the truth of reality and it all becomes clear, it's so beautiful.
Kalen Doleman
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Kalen Doleman  22/M/Asheville, North Carolina
(22/M/Asheville, North Carolina)   
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