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Feb 2021
The Tempest blows its words afar
Chasing others
In time
Challenging misconceptions of modernity
All reality is real
Perhaps
Perhaps not
Viewing things differently from another
Pausing in judgement incase our truth is flawed
Isolated above the islands of belief
Facing a never decreasing carousel of doubt
j a connor
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       nivek, Nolan Willett, ap and Eshwara Prasad
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