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CONSCIOUSNESS

Does conciousness only explain, 
Five senses attached to my name, 
To think that there's somehow a soul, 
Some link to what's making us whole... 
Aware what I am and could be, 
I dare any man who is free, 
To stand alone facing the odds, 
With hands in fold praying to gods... 
Not as a vessel of a man, 
But more a trestle  he stands, 
So the universe cannot define, 
The part of me it can't confine.... 
And all the things meant to just be, 
Will all remain for us to see, 
That we are just part of a whole, 
Defining life as it unfolds...