Of little worth and importance,
Has the thought process become to possess.
Less precious than a commodity bought,
The value of it kept to treasure is no longer sought.
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Some 'see'.
And then again,
Some prefer to disbelieve...
What it was they saw.
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A composition to be read,
Is not much different...
When it is heard to hear,
Or felt to feel to comprehend...
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Game players who have long played out,
Stale and dated games to relay and play...
Still are observed with a doing to fool anyway.
As many of them are paid to remain crazed,
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If it wasn't as it is to be noticed and accepted,
The many who oppose would have no reason to object...
To its presence that is obvious.
If they were not told they had the right to oppose,
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Efforts made to get something done,
By anyone making a transition...
From excuses made to take those steps,
Has already accomplished the unexpected.
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Where did you think that I would go,
After I was shown what I now know.
Back to forgetting those experiences had?
Back to feeling trapped within doubts,
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Silent is the rush that is hushed,
When dew to witness at dawn appears.
And it is clear the satisfaction of it,
Does not disappoint the ones...
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There are those who have gone on vacation,
To escape from realities they just can not face.
And remain unaccountable with that choice to make,
With beliefs to keep their irresponsibilities...
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Disrespecting to accept an expressed disbelief,
To leave it to go uninvestigated...
Has led to the perpetuating of kept foolish delusions,
That has allowed the presence of unavoidable madness...
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