Simply put to scale

Are my memories and passions

Relating in the sky of rational

Assumptions

And curious  measures

Taken to complete what is seen

As reformed

I hold myself back hoping

To achieve more than what is showing

My posture accuses me of a fashionable resemblance

To what lays as hieroglyphs

And my past greets my future at ease

Showing pictures so in tune

With the melody from a song

One that possesses freedom

And takes on the world

Neither there nor here matters

What is

Is the will

Behind all I can be


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