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I'm going to post some old poetry here.



I never feared what I never owned, I
do not feel what I have never known, I
do not trust the path before me, I
will not go where I am to blind to see, I
visualize and strive to know, I
am curious and dieing to go, I
feel the urge of the unknown now,I
strongly feel the chaos, but I dont know how, I
came upon it, helped it grow, so what happens now, I
do not know.

I suspect some part of me, I
think a traitor to my self Ive become,I
see no sense trying to hide though, I
see no sense is trying to run, I
fear the known, which was lost before,I
cross the path, blind or not,I
am eager to know this unknown more.....