Your belly aches from too much food,
Eating this likened your mood like fire melts wood.
The belly hurts from the compulsions,
The food of life angers my soul like dirt.
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Filling the mouth with food is obsolete activity,
Inside this world is a being of oneness,
For the fortune of this planet resides in you.
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The passport to the past centres on distinctions
Because your door is free, like freedom itself.
A cucumber tasted is tested for its nutrition,
An orange will be sour, and different.
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A ship in the stars is roaming around,
Opening work for the very brave.
We shoot those in the stars with stars,
Like a bullet at a heart.
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Nobody knows, nobody begets a being
So wonderful as the soul we own and adore;
Gravely, a sound uttered is a sound fulfilling,
For we wear the clothes of abundance.
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These are the poems of dignity of overall nature,
I am trying to be both wise and clear, sudden and livid,
So that behaviour entraps the onlooking crowd,
And stagnates an individual within who looks at you
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Leaning towards my humble self,
We engage in conversation.
The views are expressed, the views appal,
And this admonition from the slanting person
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Design the death about a person of talent,
He spells trouble, a war of solid nature, he is gallant.
The bravery has a boundary, when faced with the guns,
Hold fast to them and theirs, any additions?
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