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A cloud looms

On this earth, is there no reprieve? Each day here defies my sanity, but we still call it reality. Something feels off to me That cloud that looms and never leaves Raining down great hypocrisies Watering down true philosophies Shrouding the sacred mountain, So we never reach the peak. Why does it grow, yet never leave? Spilling it's gale into a well of agony Filling the tainted spring fifty fathoms deep Endlessly refreshing the supply of suffering. Which does not deplete.

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Date: 9/26/2017 7:30:00 AM
I enjoyed reading this well written thought provoking poem James. :))
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Date: 9/22/2017 12:29:00 PM
Poignant original piece :)
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James Moon
Date: 9/22/2017 12:58:00 PM
Thank you for reading :)