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To lose your self in a fabricated world Being occupied by the mundane Convention the burial ground for artful living There exist a great vortex of false promises. Follow the difficult trail Ripen like seed in fertile ground Love the question and not the answer Learn to live into the question Watching your self grow takes patience.
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May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
Beneath Convention
To lose your self in a fabricated world Being occupied by the mundane Convention the burial ground for artful living There exist a great vortex of false promises. Follow the difficult trail Ripen like seed in fertile ground Love the question and not the answer Learn to live into the question Watching your self grow takes patience.
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75/M/Delaware ohio
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
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