There are libraries of words.
Books of so called wisdom.
Knowledge from centuries.
Knowledge from the start.
Were we meant to know
forbidden truths?
Simplicity forgotten.
We have been given
knowledge of right and wrong.
Forgetting where we belong.
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Author:
James Michael (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2026 23:24
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