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The Vault

The strength of mankind, The seat of his power, Assailed by conflicting thoughts, Troubled by opposing preferences, Pressured by ambivalent choices, If left unguarded, It breeds nettles and briers, Stifling its positive reins, It can't be left fallow, A sign of inertia, It can't be left to hibernate, A sign of unconsciousness, Its doors can't be shut, A sign of the end of sojourn, As much as it can be, Its doors must be left open, Barricading every turbulent flow, Edging away every foul infiltrate. March 6, 2022 Consciousness Fulcrum Poetry Contest

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