Our logic it is just as true
It’s just what we apply it to…..
that changes

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Feelings are the power that we have
They give us the ability to respond……
to life’s illusions

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Solitude is the sentence
For we who cannot be a part…
And who therefore are apart
The world moves on around us…
Untouched, unfelt it passes us by
We reach out but cannot take hold
Of what has no substance

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  Art   
Music
Literature
The peddling of
Second hand emotions
For those who cannot, or who have
forgotten how to, experience
feelings first–hand
Pleasure
Pain
Joy

The emotional baggage of living
Every joy we experience
Comes packaged
In pain
Or
Is there
Pain encapsulated
Within every joy we feel?
Because we know that we may lose it?