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i came here with nothing to see but there are trees majestic to learn that what i found actually found me in its shade i don't own any of it and in fact what i have owns me each hello is a wave goodbye with names carved in the bark i remember a time upon a beach as i stood there then and knew that what i would lose to be a big heart i would have to carry not only the weight of it but also what it gains by being indiscriminate much like a vacuum cleaner or even the famine struck orphan alas for the sole imprint of the content that will remain with you at the end of the day the books must simply balance what i have given and what i've taken from the future and the past is simply now forsaken and will always sum up to equal a perfect zero the best pointer i've ever gotten is a lesson hinting back to the meaning of this place where it all means practically quite nothing after all and yet again verily everything at the same time like one would like to think fondly of that warm first hello so very far on the other side of the same bloody spectrum he pours his heart out and the more he feels the more he pays becoming a watcher as he is forgotten even by himself so that he may stand or go walking through any public space to feel like a complete outcast the lesson is that they are all yours as you become a dream in your own eyes this blurriness contrasts with the clarity in the inflections of body language the woman touches her right shoulder with her left hand this man looks away quickly because he saw that i see him there the telltale signs in the human face shines like a child's so honest and sincere with innocence as a blanket to be withdrawn or a curtain to be pulled back to teach a lesson of how to refrain the sting of solemnity in pain that comes along the deeper you go the more you forget yourself the less you find yourself standing there you are just somehow on your knees begging for reprieve the man's name fades along with all of his cares he has come to know the millions he now calls his friends newly found brothers and sisters becoming the same geese in flight there is no time or place for self entitlement issues no chance for a hello or a good bye as the one indicates the other like the visceral message of life itself finding fulfillment in how one dies when a man decides necessity is the mother of invention often turning heart to stone for one would rather crucify self than to regard it stupid you become more resistant as you smoke things to feel like nothing but you believe you are immortal until you see a wrinkle it dawns upon you that night will fall upon all of mankind and why us humans find it all to be such a mind boggle after all the answer could never have been all that straight for at first the naïve child is presented with something to later find out that it itself has always been a part of everything that defines nothing
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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