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Are the Five Alive

Can you see it through... fog smog mist Can you smell it through... fear odors stench Can you hear it through... noise racket chatter Can you taste it through... spices flavors bland Can you touch it through... pain sorrow concessions If you’ve made it this far through the gauntlet known as life Take a bow for you are alive with the big five sight, smell, hearing, taste and feel are for the surreal Andreas Simic©

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Date: 2/4/2018 8:31:00 AM
This is great! Enjoyed reading :)
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Andreas Simic
Date: 2/5/2018 8:25:00 PM
Glad you enjoyed the read. Thanks.
Date: 2/4/2018 6:35:00 AM
Granted, the five senses are the basis of all learning. Well-said, Andreas. Not sure I wouldn't omit the "THE" in front of your words in each stanza for brevity's sake. Just an idea you can pitch around or pitch out. A delightful read.
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Andreas Simic
Date: 2/5/2018 8:24:00 PM
Wonderful suggestion. Thanks.

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