NOUS [9]

May I be nothing more
than a thought risen from mind?
As a meaning against my own definition

Even still knowing that I am myself
and always will be me
Breathing the same air my demons breathe

Let go of what I am, become what I might be
Through all and void
embracing a new beyond

NOUS sketches, part nine: “Being



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