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Mark Wanless Jun 2016
We do not breathe a moment unloved
Though pain unjust
The most fearful kind
Swallows us whole
Torso and soul
Cognition and mind
This human realm
Heaven and hell together
Joined at the root
Ignorance a mountain walked upon
( we not looking down )
Anger desire burning the house
Bewilders blinds defends and
Shrouds the truth now
Is not the end ultimate
Manifestation of
Perceptivity we
But ancestors of those to be
Who shall see upright in spirit
Forebears dreaming
They are the highest form
A dazzling appearance i agree
Yet so far to go
The best is not we
Evolve a bit more i think

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