I Know
I know much....yet I know nothing.I understand alot....yet I remain confused.
I reach out to touch....but, I can't reach the multitudes.
I see destruction upon the morrow....
vision's I dare think of and never speak.
I look around at all the sorrows....
beleaving the lies that make them weak.
deborrah Neilson 01/1997
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