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Aug 2020
Kindly beware of these mere monger thoughts..
You'll find yourself drowning without purpose..
It's a hollow facade.. a sort of uneasy mind:
collecting, catch and release, fueled by bliss.
This;
common mistake, or unworthy error
with nothing to show at the end.
Then again, the absence of terror;
all and about, nothing to show
means few to repent..

Repentance they say, the art of simplicity.
Merely the fool's becomming;
Wiser each day, with fewer thoughts,
The simple feng shui, it seems so stunning.

Ofcourse they would know, it's not like they do
but it soundly proves a point.

We think and we say
while they say what they think.
Ever the lasting grievance.
We trust and betray
while they stay everyday.
Without ever doubting importance.

What Γ‘re we to do with our fickle foes,
the ones who fear the high-minded.
Maybe it's best just to see how it goes
and trust in the voice of the blinded.
Written by
Ray  22/M
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