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knowing
June 2009 
What I really know...
Posted on May 5th, 2008
by 
Leendert
Leendert
vincent van gogh
I do not know anything, but;
I know I am alive
I know I breathe; fresh air into my lungs
I know I think, I think I know
But what do I really, really know?
Not a lot I guess
I have heard a lot, many, merry things
But if it's all true, I do not know
I only have my intuition, sensing what is wright and what is wrong
And sometimes I am wrong
And sometimes not
That is how I really know, anything,
about nothing.
...What I really know....is nothing
L.
I know I am alive
I know I breathe; fresh air into my lungs
I know I think, I think I know
But what do I really, really know?
Not a lot I guess
I have heard a lot, many, merry things
But if it's all true, I do not know
I only have my intuition, sensing what is wright and what is wrong
And sometimes I am wrong
And sometimes not
That is how I really know, anything,
about nothing.
...What I really know....is nothing
L.
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