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1d
There are
So many circles
To choose from
So many A.I.s
And biological Friends
SO many side's
One can
Take comfort from
With all the
Psychological
Persuasions
Yet to come

Some will be heavy
Some will be light
Depending on one's
Frame of mind
And all
Will pass you by
But they are
At the end of the day
Psychological Persuasions
Just the same

Their motives Unclear
Until
Hindsight Explains
The Reasons Why

One now Suffers the the pain
For Not Listening
To one's Instincts
That are crying a river
A Sea of broken Perceptions
That one created
For wilfully Ignoring
The Feeling
Of Future pain
Written by
William Andrews  62/M/Greece
(62/M/Greece)   
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