We who are called morals
were tossed on this stage
to display gifts divine.
Everyone a say
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I am restricted
I am not free
at least not yet
Cause these eyes
...
I have lived a good life.
Not by wealth nor wild pleasures
But by the seemingly insurmountable obstacles
That were made surmounted.
...
Fear is a cage
that bounds greatness.
Fear is the murderous monster
guarding an unknown orchard.
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If only they could see my heart
It could only be a noble start.
They would see such colours
...
Lead me to this poem
so I may hide myself
in a verse.
Shield me from the pains
...
Fear not those earthly woes
For all earthly things comes
and goes
only fade to be succumbed
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Here lies my restitution
I shall rise again
I shall rise from my condemnation
To live again through meditation
...
My heart is beating
These limbs are swaying
further along within favour's
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