We see the world through out own eyes
And not what the world truly is
It's the reason why I write
At least I believe that
In another life
Some other time of day
They could be so much more
And that makes me feel a certain way
I'm not sure if it's sadness
Or perhaps anticipation
Knowing that one of these days
Some way
Someone
Will begin a revolution
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Author:
A piece of luggage (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2026 16:37
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Comments1
Different points of view. This poem started off in one direction and took me unexpectedly in another well done
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