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Under lifes Bridge
Occasionally I consider myself to be the root of a tree .. as I gather myself ,thousand of thoughts miles long have I wonder about life and where I belong.. I belong not.. my need to feel apart of this world ,has made me consider what if I was normal.. would I know what I now know.. All scraps and pieces of a wasted mind concern about images and the attention of all.. I rather not be normal even though I walk alone ..I'm not better than them, but I have come to realize who I now have to be..
Published 19th Aug 2014
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3rd Sep 2014 1:36pm
A nice piece of philosophical realization. We are all roots of a great tree of life and there are weeds trying to choke us, keep us from growing into who we were born to be. They hold us down to keep us from surpassing them, but in life you have to keep moving forward and don't let anyone hold you back. Keep writing and expressing... jj
3rd Sep 2014 6:24pm
