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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Phoenix Poetry

Submitted: October 12, 2016

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Submitted: October 12, 2016



I am capable of great comprehensions 

However, with the multitudes of illusion

I subcome to my own forseen detriment

Created by the amidsty of the flesh of a star

And a touched reflection, soon swamped by

Circular darkness that pumps as it withers;

Even as the fish is caught within it’s inky water

I feel such grand magic being despised by the logician

Who crouches beneath my guts, seized only by shadows,

Breathing hearts and the boy who says to me

“I am capable of great comprehensions”

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