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Dec 2012
I love to be misunderstood
Tho, my words stand for me
If only they understood.

I speak what I feel
All that is real to me
Love, Life, and Knowledge.
I only utter what is real
And what I view as Truth.

Truth is Knowledge.
If you know what is wrong
Reality, will crush you in the end
Your heart, is in collusion with
What you know

Truth is left to conspire
With Reality against your thoughts.
Leaving me to exercise my right,
And inhale it all keeping my at ease.
Jay Bryant
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