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Nov 2014
Immersed so deep
Questioning the way of the sheep
Sheep who conform to this reality
Without so much as a peep

They might begin to realize
Just what they're missing
If they saw the world through my eyes

I wish I could share this vision
With more than just words
This reality is derision
This mockery for the birds

Some may call it escape
Looking at the world through open eyes
But when your pupils begin to gape
You can see through the lies

So partake and open yourself
To a world of beauty and wonder

These are my trippin' bawls
I hope they make you ponder
Jonathan B Wilson
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Jonathan B Wilson  29/M/765, IN
(29/M/765, IN)   
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