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Unquestionably all is as rehearsed
Partake in entropy with tranquility
Spontaneously we are wholly dispersed
An inevitable breath of the universe
I am a myth
I am generously ensconced
In the roots of a covetous tree
I am a light
I am right here cowering
Indiscreetly where I cannot see
I am a pain
I am the course and disintegrating edges of asphalt
I am a patter
I am the perpetuation scolding the sun within my blind spot
I am a sensory projection
I am the refractory reflection damning your entire perception
I am presently absent
I am free yet I already concede to whomever I shall be
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About the Creator
Jared Peet
Just a poet observing the patterns of existence.
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