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Desire, Blind ChoiceA Poem by alexsnowIf we are ruled by desire then are we not surely ruled by a pursuit of what we want? And if it is what we want then how can it be bad? To be a slave .. |
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Yet We Speak of ProgressA Poem by alexsnowTo be deep is not to be mature. Maturity is akin to sublime immaturity. While to consider deeply is a symptom of the process of maturing, it is a me.. |
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They Know You WellA Poem by alexsnowWho am I, that I have done something, been somewhere, met someone, or that I haven't? What makes me different or the same? As I think I see; a.. |
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The Only Point on the HorizonA Poem by alexsnowI was thankful that I was alive, so I dived. I reasoned... "this is life, this is being. Have I taken life or was it given to me? Never-the-less.. |
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The StruggleA Poem by alexsnowWhat have I done What can I do Where am I going What can I prove? Are you proud of me Do you know who I am? If you speak of me What do you .. |
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