Written by Jacob Ibrag
Run. Every which way, a path towards
the inside. Run. A bill of goods, not as advertised.
Run. Closer to all of the lies. Run. Closer to the roots of
compromise. Run. Architects of our desire. Run. Cunning
tongues and shaded eyes. Run. Relaxed lungs planted in
disguise. Run. The hunted hunt and the hunters hide.
Photo by Matthew Henry
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Marvelous flow
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Thank you 🙂
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My pleasure
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Run here you have used with a very deep meaning I believe. The hunted hunt and the hunters hide! Is it something to do with the, “The Law of the Universe”? I am a little puzzled. Thank you for sharing your words with us. Much Love and Light from me 🙂
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Thank you very much 🙂
It might have to do with the law of the universe, what once was is again.
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Thanks. I find a little difficult to get the real meaning very often – from your poems, that I refrain from commenting. Have a good weekend 🙂
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I think the meaning you construct is as valid as the meaning I intended.
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Thank you very much. I guess so 🙂
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That last line just takes your breath away.
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Love this! 🤗
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Thanks Missy 😀
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My pleasure!
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