Occult Poem by Morgan Stanton
Occult
Questions char our mind
But they remain untold
We must be accepted by society
Isn’t that what it’s all about?
Admire the brave ones
Who stand out from all others
What must go on in those hearts
What makes them so distinct…
Is it experience?
Is it curiosity?
Pseudo individuals
Announce their unique differences
Oh such the hypocritical con artist…
The hidden secrets of humanity
Remain cloaked
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