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Mar 3
I am a fool

To think my consciousness is unique
My purpose somehow important
That I can alter a greater course

That my perspective has more depth
My connection prescient
To deem my view important

So in the end how might I be satisfied
At my time of passing
Can I be satiated through goodness
Fulfilled by experiences
Comforted through love

To fill myself with hope
My connection part of a oneness
That I have lived meaningfully

That my spirit will live on
My energy in tune with a greater being
To fool myself with hope
Written by
Thomas Patrick
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