Kellie Milligan

The journey Home is never easy
To be where Perfection is,
That is where we must go.
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The planks laid
By sure and steady hands
Without doubt the anchor drops to land
Faired and winded and weathered through
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I look over my shoulder
At the suffering green
The Venomous greed
Sucking clean
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Someday we may find
That we are two of a kind
Never knowing which way to turn
When, if ever, we will learn
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A knowing begins
And looking far and wide
The blowing can only hide
The breath for so long
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The stars glow for millions of years
Never burning out
They grow and die with no fears
Or ever to doubt
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To balance the scales
Between right and wrong
In a tug of war
Between truth and lies
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