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Knowing

He stood alone. The quiet seer watching the goings on without a word His heart hidden in torturous revealing nothing I could understand Just know that the realm from which he accords is framed in a truth I just do not understand Yet truth, nonetheless.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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