FOXED LIFE
A LONELY FOX CAME ACROSS
A GRAPE LAND SURROUNDED,
WITH SMALL GATEWAY NOT ENOUGH FOR HIM
FOX STARVED AND ENTERED TO RELISH ON GRAPES.
SEASON WAS OVER AND GRAPES ALSO
FOX COULD NOT COME OUT SO HE STARVED AGAIN
CAME OUT OF GRAPELAND A STARVING FOX
WE ARE ALL FOX, FOXED BY LIFE
WE COME EMPTY HANDED AND GO THE SAME WAY
POWERS POSITIONS AND POSSESSIONS ARE NOTHING BUT DREAMS
AWAKEN AND BE AWARE OF YOUR TRUE SELF
SEEK THAT IS PERMANENT, LOVE IS GOD
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