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by patrick Nov 10, 2017
Life, society /
At first, I did not see
I was deaf in my blindness
Ignorance consuming me
Base in who I was
The four walls of my brain boxed me in
Yet a ‘root’ only needs nourishment to grow
So, I grew to be me
The synergy of which. multiplies on and on
To this exciting thresh hold, that is now!
I face you on my page
To share this little bit of me
A poets gift!
Ponder deep my friend, there be no end to growth within