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By Jack Joseph Smith
The Meaning of the Truth
I forgot, it was slight of mind in my head
You can not do it
It is over
You can not walk, on water as well,
across the face of this Earth anymore
I know you think
there is less danger in being a bird
Across the stars I did not sde
a sin,le thing
Whatever belonged to the sky
stayed there
A secret kept from me
To less on intellangance
Still I watch light
Pass so fast
Care about the ends of this Earth
when you have been there