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I Know Nothing: A Villanelle To Socrates

Giving in to my mind, I trust the nothing I know.
This decision has taken quite some time.
I've taken a path, I've chosen a road.

I learn everyday and seeds are sewn;
While I'm stripping off my rind.
Giving in to my mind, I trust the nothing I know.

I'm hot as fire in a day cold as snow,
But through it all, I feel fine.
I've taken a path, I've chosen a road.

Loose grips and sinking ships begin to show.
A wanderlust through the loss of time.
Giving in to my mind, I trust the nothing I know.

Vulnerability takes me to a new low.
Despite the depth, my light begins to shine.
I've taken a path, I've chosen a road.

Perhaps my shine will grow and grow.
Until then I walk the line.
Giving in to my mind, I trust the nothing I know.
I've taken a path, I've chosen a road.




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