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Jun 2019
Like a song, I waited to be heard,

Till' they lent their ears and offered

The gift to listen to a voice

That gave clear insight from all the noise.



Throughout the epochs of hearsay,

Eons of complete mental disarray,

Ages of false images,

And unclear periods of distress.



At last, my voice was hearkened.

The truth has soared and shined,

To illuminate the path for the blind

To enlighten the false that had me bound.
Holocene is a series of anthological poems that focus on the epoch where humanity sprang from.
Jared
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Jared  18/M/Nearest Carnival
(18/M/Nearest Carnival)   
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     Fawn and Darrell Landstrom
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