Thursday, March 10, 2011

Problem

I look up at the sky.
Wondering why I'm here.
wondering why my soul has decided to rest upon this earth.
This ground.
Why am I with these people?
Why do they surround me?
Why do they call my name?
They say they know me,
but do I know them?
Do I know myself?

That is the problem.

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