emotion, that current producing naught,
the illusion of forward momentum,
as your feet sink deeper into the sand,
I set my strength against this subjection,
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perhaps in time I will find a tether,
harness myself to that which is above,
leave this body for that which is below, Mind, body, words with we express ourselves. thank u dear poet.. tony
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perhaps in time I will find a tether, harness myself to that which is above, leave this body for that which is below, Mind, body, words with we express ourselves. thank u dear poet.. tony
I'm glad that you got something out of this one since it's a little cryptic. Thank you for leaving a comment, Dr Tony.