in my mind
A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?
-in my mind
Plain in Site
I can no longer tell
conspiracy
transparency
waves of ocean breeze
trapped in my skin
I am color water
brisking under the sun
fulfill the path beyond
reforming
reborn
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