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2021-04-30 the human mind

Note: This was written way after I finally was safe. When I'm feeling good, I tend not to write very long poems, lol.

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within a human mind, world of another kind,

thoughts will draw upon a jealousy

and yet if nothing's real, there's nothing to conceal,

we're living knowing life is ecstacy

i am born of silence and everlasting greed

born of leaves and concrete

i cherish all to be

it's so good to see this world is alive

it's so good to see this world is mine

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