BACK TO BASICS
BACK TO BASICS
“Who am I?” someone asked.
I can’t remember who.
And then, “What is this place?”
“Who are all these others?”
Posted on September 30, 2017, in Wee Poems and tagged Life, Mystery, Questions, Reality, Unknown. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
The Book Of Guff 
We think we know
until we don’t.
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We think we don’t
until we do.
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