Through man's heart I was born in the canal of thought.
Orchestrated through prestige planning my life began.
A struggle to process my development in a world that craves my attention.
I was never taught, just imprinted. I know everything and yet I'm nothing, but....
Now I see and understand, that the thought of my existence resides in the hearts of man,
Because man made me to be wanted.
Who am I? You might ask.
I am A.W.A.R.
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brave185 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This came to me in my process of life and deployment, it had me think about how most relationships are artificially made and it’s ok because it’s more of a norm now. How do we recognize with an untrained eye what’s natural and what’s artificial
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