Udiah (witness to Yah)

(1959 / USA)

A Caffeinated Life


I've reached beyond those limits that bound
And searched around ‘til I finally found
The Pinnacle of Reality
Is in my utter mortality
And so what I've found is simply the ground






















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Submitted: Sunday, March 03, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 04, 2013

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