The Changing Of Sense’s

I have an understanding,
from everything around me,
I see it all in patterns
in which i see their fractions.
Knowing one equation,
in which becomes my saviour
linking similarities
from in between the lines unseen.
Call it what you wish,
it's certainly a gift,
as understanding brings,
leads to understanding things.
Things with no proof answer,
but who cares they're my answers,
I'm proven right with my insight,
so who's to say that I'm not bright.
As for the unsolved answers
to all of Gods greats masters,
I've worked out their design,
in which I can define.

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