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I was and still am a fool.

I once met an old man who used to sit by a pool.
He'd look up as I passed and would murmur: '..oh, you fool.'
I used to think he was mad, or maybe I was in denial then.
I thought he was wrong; that I could never escape g-d's master plan.

I ran and I ran and hoped that my lungs would burst.
I'd trudge and stumble along, ignoring that thirst.
The thirst inside me that said I wanted a different life to lead;
One that was good and wholesome and contained none of this world's greed.

And then I became caught between two worlds; one neither here nor there.
I'd run and I'd stumble, look around and murmur: 'this is..where? '
I could never tell if it were better to mess a room up more in order to try and make it once again neat,
but I suppose once you start, you can't stop -because if not you'll realise you'll never really be complete.

poem by Mandy Lee
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