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    Miscommunication

    Wandering through the darkness
    He concludes he must be blind
    For everybody speaks of paths
    That he can’t seem to find.
    Voices that surround him
    All complain their roads do wind.
    All he sees are open fields,
    No trail’s of any kind.
    Wading through the emptiness
    He fears he can not feel
    For all the people speak of winds
    That they insist are real.
    Winds of change, they’ll all admit,
    That brings them to a kneel
    His body can not seem to sense,
    Which damns his mind to reel.
    Walking through the dark abyss
    He finds he makes no sense
    For when the masses hear his thoughts
    They always seem to wince.
    His name has changed to stupid,
    His mood has changed to tense.
    He wonders if he’s truly dumb
    Or if the world is dense.
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