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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1140797
Questioning one's existence.
To watch and feel as if you don't belong-
To have eyes that see clearly-
A brain that processes sharp,
and a soul that feels lost.

I am a human being to the world-
But...Inside...I am a hermitical solar system-
Only half discovered,
and barely understood.

Not weird-
Nor threatening-
Alone maybe...
A passing creature,
moving from one existence to the next.

So many explanations on this Earth...
But to not believe the one's I cannot grasp with my own skin-
Taste with my own tongue-
See with my own eyes-
Is very unnerving.

The Universe is vast.
Too vast to know where it ends.
Big enough to represent the insignificance life on Earth can sometimes be.
Like the shallow shores of the sea we stick to...
...barely piercing the deeper recesses of the deep dark ocean.
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