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Random Poem:

WHY AM I NOT YOU?
arienettte

i see tetrahedrons
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effectively drawn
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in space with beams of light
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detailing, silently, the sacred
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geometry of Life
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when quietly, a ghost sneaks up
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behind me and recites
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a new theory for science to
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violently re-write
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and mask the truths with sugar coated candy (not unlike the Preists
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buried all the truths under the wooden cross and parted sea)
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and i tell the ghost that i
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believe he's right.
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he is sucked by vacuum to sky i go back
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to studying the light.
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i see the Fibonacci Spiral
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and mathematically evaluate God;
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the angels say the numbers are a little off
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and therefore wrong.
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as i
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dig for an eraser to recalculate,
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my fingers cross;
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and suddenly, all that has been found,
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is lost.
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with one subconscious wish
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(i consciously was unaware i did)
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i rid myself of all knowledge
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and all memory of being taught it.
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i now remember nothing
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of Earth or anybody on it,
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and i vomit up the toxins left
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in my stomach deposit,
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so i kneel down to investigate
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what my body has denied.
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knowing not of Good or Bad,
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i see pure beauty in the slime.
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i see the precious, dissipated
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acid-covered fruits of life
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and swallow it, again;
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instinctive choice.
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knowing not of Good or Bad,
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i am neither nauseous
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nor rejoiced.
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i see the blades of grass dance
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and i know not of the wind,
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so in my mind they dance for me
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and i begin to dance for them.
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i see the water in the ocean
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reaching out for me.
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knowing not of logic, i can hear it clearly sing in breeze
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and i understand the language used and means
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for which it speaks.
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i sing back to it
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in a higher pitch
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and a
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rhythmic rhyme
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then i take off all my clothes
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and give them
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to
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the tide.
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i see my naked body glowing white
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under the moon
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and i know not of the Ego
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but i smile like i do.
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if you could see me now, what would you think?
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why am i nude?
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why am i dancing? singing?
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why am i not you?
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