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"ducote" poems
Contentment, the waist of busy bodies’ blind eye This constant state might make life pass unnoticed by And without the essence of our true self to know Who is to correct the waywardness this world now shows With technology a constant item of our bliss We cannot see the natural wonders that we miss Oh god if you just put down your **** phone And let the beauty of this world become known It would fill up the empty feeling in your soul You get when sitting utterly alone Because knowing ones own self is a true gift That comes only to people who actively live -Megan Ducote
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
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