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On The Final Trail, Into Beyond Understanding II

In this, be ye true To Self, in all honesty... Where me, in I, lives. Remembering, The Art of Finding, the I in Me I This State of Being, Waiting For A New Curiosity Boredom is not fun Tripping over same lessons Only perceiving. Then... open Mind… Dream From a different aspect Which is also free. Own Self opens up Says to one, ‘Learn this... as true‘ Me as part, I Am... Feeling is Seeing In this... to be found question... Or, statement of fact. _____*____ Where I seem to drift... Not a different World Life without purpose Where, rather find I Different awareness’s In and out of steps Visitor’s in Time Special Friend Energies, teach... We do not live free. ________*_________ Short then, this learning Little gain, greed, and lusts fed Other’s live the same. End comes to same end… Wishing for more, getting less As Spirit stays low. Still, a light appears A different Trail perhaps Letting Self take charge. Stage set, curtain up Curiosity rises Let a New, begin. [to be cont’d]

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