Into the depth of this, my heart I steal a moment of light a mirror's reflection of the millions of waves of thoughts, feelings, sensations and words. they wash through me, the shilouhette of a man knowing the knowing that lies beyond descriptions descriptions made up of sounds that carry a certain meaning imbued with humanity and fraud with it. All concepts are just that, letters and sounds pregnant with attributed meaning as humans try to unravel
the mystery of life.
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