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Perception

Perception

The chains of the past, my past are corroding.
Rapidly. Profoundly. 
Alternating my perception of reality.
Seeing the truth, finally.
‘I am not a product of my past, but my purpose — destiny.’ 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!! S.S.!!....this has some profound conclusions to be drawn from it.....the past is a powerful foundation for what lay ahead!!......ALL STARS!!.....well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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