Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘Go left and stop at the green light.
Leave the engine on and walk the rest of
the way.’ Call ended. She turns the wheel and
is instantly met with hundreds of other vehicles.
More candidates. This is another test, has to be.
With just a few seats left, she began to hurry.
‘They don’t want it as much as me, to be
a keeper of our cosmos secrets.’
Great poem
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Thank you π
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I am still a little confused in all honesty. Would you mind examining the end?
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Lovely poetry
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Thanks π
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You are welcome
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What inspires you to write such poetry
I need to know
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One answer is that I inspire myself. There is much I think about and rather than letting it fester and expire in my mind, I share with all who are willing to partake in it.
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I love the way it starts, sets the reader on the edge of a looming adventure!
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Thank you π
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Reblogged this on crjen1958.
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Understandably written way over my head….
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Hey Jacob, thanks for checking out a recent post and liking it. I appreciate it.
Michael.
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π
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Everyone needs something more than everyone needs it. Otherwise, perhaps on the way to see something by Brian Greene
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Interesting I like it π€π
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Thanks π
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This one is probably a fav
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Happy you like it π
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Your welcome your a talented writer I like most of your posting
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I enjoyed this…curious to see what comes next… a sequel?
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Thank you, and there might be π
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