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Sep 2024
The truth forever hidden, cemented with lies.
Invisible unions, plotting and planning our demise.

We awakened to the fact that our world is not quite right.
And because of this we’ve found that love is our only might.

I feel every day earth’s frequency rise, I now connect remotely,
and can look right through their eyes.

But the further that I travel, up perception’s sight.
The me that is I, has no use for a fight.
Stephen Knox
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Stephen Knox  54/M/Norway
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