I take a glance outside
Sparing myself the harsh realities
And looked deeper within life
Some call it ignorance but I call it
Beauty.
To look beyond the troubles of life
And to really see the wisps of glowing light
Which are hidden in our darkest times
They glow so bright but we are often blind
We are blind from the media and society
Tamed souls from all technology
We advance from our ancestors
But are we truly going up?
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Poetry"I'm dead inside." "Great same." ________________________________ 130th in Poem [180909] Completed as of [040119]
