Solemnly stepping in time like a metronome,
keeping rhythm steady and complete, allowing
notes to follow pathways, and bringing every-
thing into focus.
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Striding steadily into new horizons, heart beating with
the excitement of learning and discovering what lies
beyond.
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Enduring feelings letting it be known, they are on the
sidelines, awaiting acknowledgement of them.
Noticing sorrow leaning over, holding onto grief and
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Intensifying visions coming to mind in an ever-increasing
rhythm, giving untold images voices in their inner realms
of intellect.
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Sad things come to mind on empty playgrounds
of childhood.
Memories never being stilled, continually
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Traveling slowly with clouds, tracing pathways through
skyways of this mind.
Looking down and over earth, letting poetical words be
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Everyone plays the game, but there are a very
few who actually play for keeps.
Those rare people find it in their hearts to
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Adjusting volumes of tones, letting them flow easily
and steadily into memories being touched religiously
in times of beginning life.
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Continuing to rock to rhythms of my soul, living in
it's essence totally, never complaining when held
in depths of it's complacent tempos and beat.
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Sitting in the E.R., listening to Queen, feeling sadness
penetrating this mind with sorrow.
Tending to the incessant melodies of grief, being stranded
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