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Pondering irrelevance.

Submitted:Mar 20, 2007    Reads: 116    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

In the course of a moment

The blink of an I

A journey to heaven

Or hell, if perceived

Is it true that God created me in his image

Or have I created him in mine

Does it really matter

Sure, 'Nothing is true...All is permitted.'

I won't dispute that

But where can I stop and relax

And watch the parade

As Siddhartha sat by the stream

And floated away

Maybe I'm over-analyzing

That's just how I am


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