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More from Choki


How did this happen?

Ordinary concepts…

So futile.

A self…a bubble


How many are there?

This one was so hidden,

so close that it

over layed all my vision.

So near that I viewed

through it…a filter.

I thought I knew this,

that I understood it.

I knew nothing, understand nothing.

Wow.  What is there, to be nothing?

How does nothing let go of something?


From Behind the Fence


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