I don't read people well
I expect their honest like myself 
If I don't read it 
I can't believe it  
I see it and can't write it
Look at it but can't explain it
It comes up over and over
but
what is it? 
It's whatever we make matter 
Maybe I don't see right
But 
matter seems lost in space
When Life doesn't matter 
 Bob Jenkens
 
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