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What do we want to be, when we grow up.
Want to be a divine Light, with no shadow.
Complimenting, every single living being.
Watch over us, with silence and obscurity.
Recognizing a harmony, resting in our soul.
Enchantingly entrusting our heart, to all.
Complete acceptance, of a self love that lasts.
Our wondrous adventures, exclude no one.
Shy, afraid, indecisive, lacking in confidence.
Feeling misunderstood, exhausted with stress.
Unresolved evolution, placed in our minds.
We must solve our problems, out of respect.
Love does not question misfortune, we do.
We are someone caught, in that web of nature.
Help is kindly, always near for us all.
What do we have to lose, when we become free.
Frustration or heartbreak, is of everything.
Anger will destroy you, and not be helping me.
Do not seek relief, with tranquilisers or alcohol.
Tradition be it as it may, we are ourselves
Don't believe all we say, truth sometimes lies.
Broken promises, are way's of postponing pain.
Immortality of our soul, is not a factor of power.
Our inquisitive mind, makes us less forlorn.
Anthony Fry
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Sunday, June 08, 2008 |
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Monday, June 09, 2008 |
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