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It emerges

From the isolated nothingness

Between

The parallel lines of smothered feelings

I was the self

Of the me becoming



I came here to watch the sun, disappear into the ocean.



Tears of joy,

Broken

From the stagnation

Of the me that be

The I of myself

And I reflect



The philosophy of the abilities of a race

The philosophy of the abilities of a race

I came here to watch the sun, disappear into the ocean



Stagnate the I

Of identity of self

To identify that

Me is becoming the

I

That I never knew existed.



A cultivated notion of an absolute truth

I am free,

I disappeared as I watched the sun, disappear into the ocean