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In Motion
I find my notes,
I'm almost done.
Yet I do not know,
what is to come.
The pirate loses,
his treasure and gold.
This is a metaphor,
for the ending.
Life is a simile,
without a smile.
No one thinks,
for one another
A disaster awaits,
for one to come.
Knowing things,
that kills inside.
Your mind waves,
like an endless ocean.
'Tis all fake,
like a deep ego.
Look Into Yourself.
poem
by
Justin P. Buhler
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