Missed perceptions

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

When others assume.

What people often fail to see,

Is I am happy, just with me.

I have no need for someone else,

To make my destiny.


Happiness is a construct, 

A subjective paradigm. 

With no need of stimuli,

outside of space and time.


Things they aren't just standing still

And waiting on their call.

It's full with friends and working hard,

so that's not it, at all.


My life is fairly busy,

Some say it's just a blur.

But late at night or in the morn',

My soul is drawn to hers.


Yet Quite happy being single,

No one to justify.

To what I have been up to,

Just me and clear skies.


So don't think of me as lonely,

Devoid of lifes great thrall.

I have enough to handle,

But for her, I'd change it all.


Submitted: March 04, 2020

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'Always' is insufficient.
in infinities to come
and that have gone before. Is closer! But words can't do it justice!
The right ones, haven't yet been conjured in dreams or wishes made.

Fri, March 6th, 2020 10:00pm

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