Introspection Read Count : 50

Category : Poems

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Too much noise is coming from outside
But the inside is just damp
Too many opinions are sagging aside
And my resolve is but firm
I look inward for the tiniest of truth
That could be used to shoot
Whilst my experience is just a 
Primordial wood frame that hinges my proof.


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