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Written by: Christy Burns

Peering out around and about 
Bewildered puzzled face upon me
Noticing something was just out of place

Though it has probably been here all along
This hesitant pace I’m rambling on 

Wondering to myself aloud 
As if an answer would soon too appear
Right through the paper thin air 

Marveling at this spectacle of a thought
In which I now embrace 
Recapped those of my last stops back behind a ways

Only to discover there is no rendition in recovering ones foot trace 
Silly Silly Grace
For it is of such distaste as lead in the race 

That so patiently abates its next comeuppance 
Although it certainly wasn’t expected
An answer did appear
No not through thin air 

Twas more an epiphany of sorts that stated in recourse
Thou shall not speak to oneself so clearly 
Tis truly kinda creepy 

None the less the answer I do confess is life… 
Simply love purely living