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Renard Jackson Oct 2015
Unseen
Gather feeling through darkness
Failed to see what's in the murky water
Insults makes it better to shield my self from sadness
Indecent thoughts a though they falter
The burning of pleasant grass introduces my father
Like the wind blows and the oxygen we breathe
For he is to me as I am to him Unseen.
I wrote this as I waken thinking about somebody who doesn't care.

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