Knowledge
knowledge
useless knowledge
about ancient history
and far away countries
about serial killers
and presidents
about the trail of tears
and 9/11
and the anatomy of the brain
if nothing else, i want to have knowledge
of things that me cry and laugh and wonder
knowledge is
intangible as the soul
omnipresent as the sky
with knowledge i need not objects or people
to occupy my mind
knowledge is self-sufficient
knowledge is everything
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