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Knowledge
I know too much.
Yet not enough.
Lost in darkness.
Shrouded in light.
Losing the path.
Solving the puzzle.
Reciting the definitions.
Messing up the words.
This knowledge overwhelms,
But doesn't satisfy.
I wonder sometimes.
What is it like to not know?
I know that it is confusion.
Confusion is bothersome.
But so desirable.
I wish sometimes,
That I didn't know,
But then I remember
That confusion is also
undesirable.
Yet not enough.
Lost in darkness.
Shrouded in light.
Losing the path.
Solving the puzzle.
Reciting the definitions.
Messing up the words.
This knowledge overwhelms,
But doesn't satisfy.
I wonder sometimes.
What is it like to not know?
I know that it is confusion.
Confusion is bothersome.
But so desirable.
I wish sometimes,
That I didn't know,
But then I remember
That confusion is also
undesirable.
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