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I am (sic)
Illustrating the unknown as its clear
As I know what’s about to happen
Because I do
Filling this void
This empty sullen space
Of mad gab and talk of life
While webs of spiders
Spider webs
Crochet their way through my head
Of boring past
Difficult future
Beautiful forever
And it’s all in a book
These words of life, of death
Complete and true
Meaningless worldly chat
My heart, pit, pat at what’s real
And tortured by my dear friend
Persecution
How good she must feel when I have no evidence
Shredded stature
Crumbled to the floor
But the wind blows, as the trees stretch out and pick me up
Its three branches
One body
Complete me
And my goals are clear
I’m living to glorify not because I see
But because I believe
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