The inner reflection

I started this world from darkness

I was then brought to the light

my mind is free, it's concious 

flying but others cannot see

So I write, I write, I write

I want others to know who I am

My Spirit

Form far and near alike 

We are one, but seperate

Feeling and thoughs only conved by words

Will this be sufice? 

It can be heard

Read between the lines

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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