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Thursday, February 11

what i have seen



i see the world today reflected
in the eyes of youth
youth who grow older with a breath
(it seems);
and i feel only an echo -
discordant, yet loud,
of what it was for me.

i see an awakening
where once i saw dying.

i see growing
where once there was poisoning.

i see the evil
which is merely folly.

i see a larger world
hidden in ancient texts
still able to illuminate -
such a fate
i would wish for me.

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