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Jan 2020
I must be honest right now,
You do not know what I know,
You haven’t come from the same place as I did though,
You have ages to catch up to what I must show,
Yes, my superior mind always worked in comparison to others and it won’t slow.
I wonder what would make me feel good about myself if I was in an island,
and I didn’t know.

Meandering and zigzagged, they were all over the place,
I tried to search for them for I wanted to search it at my own pace,
a cruise took me over to the horizon but those lines I couldn’t retrace,
flying above ground high up in the sky and yet not a trace.
I wonder if the lines would ever go away in our minds,
and I didn’t know.

Oh, my half-baked knowledgeable mind,
maybe you know everything,
and you can teach me.
TS. 2019. Knowledge is really additive - and if we know that - we wouldn't make enemies, but alas that is not the case I guess. Hope you like it
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TS Ray  M/USA
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