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What kind of soul does hide away
The secrets and the gems kept stowed
Both out of sight and light of day
What kind of man makes his abode
x
A mountain peak or passing through
He sees the span, the endless range
The breadth of spirit's point of view
He cares not if they think him strange
x
For his path is the mystic one
He heeds the signs and walks the line
He seeks to shine bright like the sun
He leads his kin to re-align
x
And where he goes, god only knows
For some things open at the close
About the Creator
Insinq Datum
I'm an aspiring poet, author and philosopher. I run a 5000+ debating community on Discord and a couple of Youtube channels, one related to the Discord server and one related to my work as a philosopher. I am also the author of DMTheory.



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