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Jan 2021
Alone he looked amidst his surroundings
The ambiance seemed familiar now
Had his thoughts been dismissed by some mundane routine,
waiting to be awakened ?
An ideation was about to be set free
What revealed itself was an unchained
liberation,
exposed and naked now, but true
True to his thoughts, true to his thinking
Perfect, perhaps not, but
genuine,
palpable and in plain view
Written by
Gene  M/San Diego
(M/San Diego)   
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   Imran Islam and multi sumus
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