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Apr 9
I am not what they say,
I am not what I think,
I simply am.

I am like a sea of fresh water,
I am like a fleeting spark,
just an instant.

I am not the label
society pins to the pocket of my shirt.

I am the nothing and the all,
I am the nothing and part of a whole,
I am the whole.
Mystery of an authentic soul
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Mystery of an authentic soul  Other/Submerged in the System
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