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A Poem

Writing to connect to my soul

I honestly don’t know.

Working the graveyard shift 

From 12 to 6

Uncommitted so I freestyle this shit.

A series of neurons send signals throughout my brain

Recalling what once was forgotten

In hopes of deciphering the untold truths of the mind.

Redefined but yet still flawed

Mighty but even the greatest has fall.