Self
SELF
The word itself
Implies a limit..
When limit is applied
Freedom is lost..
And a search ensues
To find what was lost..
Many others are met
Billions perhaps
Also searching..
A tragedy until
A fortunate stumble
Reveals our SELF...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2020
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