Sense

 Maybe if my eyes were taken I would see more clearer

And if my ears were gone

Than maybe I can hear the truth more better

But possibly if my mouth was shut

The world would have a chance to say the meaning of life

So if every crack in my common sense

Was shaped, fixed, taken, and renewed

Maybe my sense of reality

Would hold more than a common lie

From the impossible turth

Of an umentionable mission In a undescribe

Deniable Reality

Of what is called

LIFE

 

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