Up all night,
Seeking to find that right approach...
That is not felt to encroach upon to undo,
The familiar scent of roses.
...
No one can dismiss truth.
Although the realness of it...
Is often diminished.
By those unaccustomed,
...
Firm and consistent.
Persistent and resilient.
To begin and finish as fixed.
Grounded and steady in sound ideals.
...
Have I not come,
To be the first...
That becomes the last,
To quench your thirst...
...
A renewal of beliefs to review to meet,
Ingredients now fed to eat is much needed.
An obscruity of that which had been valued,
Blocks steps on paved roads now used today.
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I am not a maker of cotton candy.
Nor am I a distributor of peppermint sticks.
I do not carry a bag of tricks to treat,
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I pray this comes to you,
With a warmness in your heart...
For me that has started.
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Cyclic are the meager years nearing,
To appear and experience...
For many unfamiliar,
With being denied to feed when they wish.
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There is nothing like 'knowing',
Than to listen to those with no experience...
Frequently giving their opinion,
On topics without any sign that indicates...
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