Two sides... Standing together
Equally... Against a third…
One reality... Seeking survival
Against two dissenting thirds…
A triangular truth... Examined…And found wanting
One side
That must decide
Itself to save from a certain crush
Discovered in its infinity
It does not need to be
One of three
To survive
And realize
Its hundred eighty degrees.
Excerpt From: Roy Alexander Graham's... “Of Scattered Seed and Broken Souls.”
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