THOUGHTS
Strange feelings
Confusing thoughts arising
Who am I; what will I be
Simple, great, legendary; all these lives are enticing to me
Looking around, I am surrounded by greatness
My ego beckons me to prove myself more than they witness
How to achieve this is the question
Running wild for any answer is my imagination
Man oh man how limited is thy knowledge
Divine grace we somethings refuse to acknowledge
At last everything hidden under the sun-- The truth-- will be shown
But how can this be when the sun isn't announce all things known
Lala
Lala
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