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Doubt Shadows

Doubt Shadows

All the blurry people
live oblivious to the fuzziness
in their open ended residence
outsideΒ the narrow minded spectrum
of black and white existence

Choking on an atmosphere
of unrestrained philosophy
where clarity is a rarity
for multi layered thinkers
condemnedΒ to a creative life
removed from the rigid box

Burdened with depth are they
in this free flowing dimensionΒ 
where truth is always questioned
and the rule of universal authority
of any benevolent deity
is challenged daily

When they start feeling lonely
about this intellectual existence
they convene at the nearest ostentatious cafe
armed with their pet theories
to debate endlesslyΒ the meaning of life

On one thing the blurry people do agree

The absolute reality of their superiority
as they mock and belittle the box residents
with a condescending smugness
that is nothing more than a smokescreen
for a deeply rooted longing and envy
they have for a world of thought simplicity

A safe haven of serenity
that celebrates theΒ peace of mind
unwavering faith brings

A comforting trade off
for the burdens excess thought
Β 

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