The Understanding of Confusion
- Leituras 21
- Votos 3
- Capítulos 3
The earth is a circle;
And so am I.
For I don't remember my beginnings,
Nor how can I account my own end?
So I wonder,
Am I not in the same,
A sense of the earth.
Can we not be one,
And maybe then
I can find some rest.
For it is finally
A place where I belong.
___________
From someone who has experienced so much to someone who has and will experience so much more, my thoughts and feelings and happenings encased in a book.
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