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My best friend wrote this and I fell in love with it. So I asked him if I could post it here. This is a series of short poems. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do! Please click like if you like it. I'm trying to convince him he's a poetic genius.
In the end of everything
the only thing that is left
is the embodiment of that
which is not.
The value of nothing is more than you know
although it holds us back, it allows us to grow
without the sound of 1 hand clapping
we could not appreciate the sound of
two hands coming together
You
are the hole
in the middle
of a doughnut-
The peaceful sea
That washes over
us
when we
are alone
I put down
in writing
what is written in my soul
but I can’t put down words
if I limit my thoughts.
And if one limits their thoughts
they are limiting their soul.
And if they are limiting their souls,
than they are me.
