conclusions opinions are not data.
I do not rely
On an opinion
Born in illusion
Within my own busy
Stillness
Now being
Now status
Same, same, same...
Other than mine
ownership
Of my own
Frame work.
Knew to me
Saw it come
Ta Dah!
Four in a stage
one for time
Taken away
Is a cyclicar
Go no where
Falling, falling, intricacy
Development
of within..
In the know time
Of mind..
Substantiated, as though...
Am the real thing
And..
At this slow, methodology
of collectivity
hive, individualistic
Counted as the whole
kindness
Feels.. the loss.
Into which
Hope is the rope.
That the cycle will re-occur
And we get another chance
To choose again
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