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Sep 2020
Why does it seem,
That the days end brings night
A memory of a time when
Blind eyes received sight

Thoughts fight for my conscious mind
Waging war against themselves for my sanity, my peace.
In a flash my eyes are open,
My mind is in a whirl.

Struggling to bring my thoughts to peace
Yet relying on them to reveal truth,
But it seems my reality is
Only the truth which my mind accepts it to be.
Or so it seems…

Suddenly in that moment
My realization dawns,
Truth is lost in one’s perception
And perception will lose in its ever present battle with something.
The opinion of someone who can do no more than to assume.

-Marie
0/8/25/2008
Grace
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