As someone who writes,
I can't help but marvel at the existence of certain ambiguities,
rhetorical questions that sound cool and sink way too deep leaving you thinking the meaning of even the meaningless ,
Words that each pair of eyes read aloud differently, infinities that merge to form other infinities,
it intrigues me like no other,
Yet sometimes I wish greatly, there was an exact and profound answer to everything,
because sometimes, when thinks happen, I genuinely don't know what to do...
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Secrets I Wished You'd Know by Now
PoetryWords I wished to scream but wasn't strong enough to even whisper, yet I wish the world would know...
