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Feb 2019
An unfathomable grasp
of what I saw,
pierced by blindness
stricken by the awe,
A call towards "Love"
for what I thought
could only be,
not ever sought for,
demised by the opportunity,
a vision, that I conceived,
taking me far beyond
stuck in the eternity,
A place I'll never be free
for it was and already will be,
a contrived leap for what we are taught,
I only seek the remedy to my own agony
the begotten memories I'll never aught.
Jakob
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Jakob  FL
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