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We who walk this world, who are now alive. Trapped! We are trapped. Trapped in ourselves, trapped on this rock. We live, we think, we die. What to do? What do we do while we’re here? Trapped in our existence. Born the way we are. Ensconced in our shell. Born where we were. Trapped on a rock in a limitless void. What’s the point? Maybe none. Maybe everything. What to do? Tossed into existence. All things known lost. Lost to infinity. One stop in many. Rules to the game. Good verses evil. Once played, moving on to the next.

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Date: 1/25/2019 8:25:00 AM
JG, your poem moved me along like the river of life, all those questions, all those situations of being trapped, really wonderful, it made me think that we are only trapped in our thinking~
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Jg Collins
Date: 2/3/2019 7:58:00 AM
Hi DH, Thank you for reading my work. JG

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