It is it
It is what it turns out to be,
what it is described to be.
Sometimes it is not what you see,
not what it was told to be.
Sometimes something new to see,
that couldn't be described to thee.
No matter what the see or the be be,
it is it that is to be the be to see.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Brain dump again sorry.
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