Our The Core Of The Forces That Shape To You. - Poem by Anthony Cavuoti
You wanted Change the world.
But you would be lucky if your could change or live out any of your fantasies,
Somehow you know the touches the core,
our the core of the forces that shape to you.
Complying your will with them,
to do it!
To make it and to live right through it.
You have to inflate it in order to pop it
You have to make it real,
in Order to take it away.
You have to be deadly serious,
In order to really let go in play.
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