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Sep 2019
Wrapped in a
reality.
All that we
know and
understand.
Ensconced in
this seed.
How we
behave,
what we
believe,
how we
perceive.
Born in
this place
wrapped tight
where we are.
Reflection of
our soul.
Opened our
eyes and here
we are.
Not knowing
how
or why.
Moving through,
self righteous
we become.
Understanding
nothing
of the
why
of things.
Pondering,
self reflection
lacking in
our veins.
Accepting
all that is
seen.
Question.
Question everything.
Nothing is
as it
seems.
John Prophet
Written by
John Prophet
47
     Poetic T
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