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Do you ever feel confused? I see a million different             r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r             o     o      o     o     o      o     o     o      o     o      o             a     a      a      a     a      a      a     a      a     a      a             d    d      d     d     d      d     d     d      d     d     d             s     s       s      s      s      s      s      s      s      s      s        in front of me. Yet I hesitate to move. All are entirely d i f f e r e n t,                                                        yet distinctly the same. I can make out face                                      f a c e                                                  f a c e s                                                                         in the distance. But they merge together                                             into every possibility. They are: warm.     cold.      livid.       smiling.                                                                    mine.     yours.   ours. All  S M I L E at me. Some show their teeth. They are: there.      here.    nowhere.       everywhere.                                                                                       past.    present.      future. All  H I S S  at me. Some have no tongues. They are? living.     dead.    or somewhere in-between. Where your prejudice is my pain -                           The grey reflected so brightly                                         from your black and w h i t e  eyes. In a space where your victories make me warm,                            Or when your pain is bursting                                          through my own heart, Only then will we truly understand what road we should take. For we are all one.                                                We are all the light                                                    all the dark                                                                 and every road.
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 6:38 PM UTC
(2) Is It Just Me?
Do you ever feel confused? I see a million different             r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r      r             o     o      o     o     o      o     o     o      o     o      o             a     a      a      a     a      a      a     a      a     a      a             d    d      d     d     d      d     d     d      d     d     d             s     s       s      s      s      s      s      s      s      s      s        in front of me. Yet I hesitate to move. All are entirely d i f f e r e n t,                                                        yet distinctly the same. I can make out face                                      f a c e                                                  f a c e s                                                                         in the distance. But they merge together                                             into every possibility. They are: warm.     cold.      livid.       smiling.                                                                    mine.     yours.   ours. All  S M I L E at me. Some show their teeth. They are: there.      here.    nowhere.       everywhere.                                                                                       past.    present.      future. All  H I S S  at me. Some have no tongues. They are? living.     dead.    or somewhere in-between. Where your prejudice is my pain -                           The grey reflected so brightly                                         from your black and w h i t e  eyes. In a space where your victories make me warm,                            Or when your pain is bursting                                          through my own heart, Only then will we truly understand what road we should take. For we are all one.                                                We are all the light                                                    all the dark                                                                 and every road.
Part Two Is It Just Me? Spoken Word Poetry Part One : http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1584459/1-is-it-just-me/ Part Three : http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1645842/3-is-it-just-me/ .
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 6:38 PM UTC
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