Gracefully, agedly moving, waltzing across the
dance floor, holding hands, looking into each
other's eyes and treading through their lives,
closely and lovingly until their times of
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Strangling my mind like ivy growing, trying to be
heard as it blossoms forth into myriad flowers of
inert colors.
...
Singularly searching byways throughout our travels
and holding onto yesterdays' without too much thought
about it.
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Traveling down a road of unending pathways,
subconsciously selecting ones least traveled
upon.
Preferring to see natural wonder and beauty,
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Curiously wondering at trials of life's hidden
agenda's, thinking ahead without a vision.
Stepping on other's, scrunching them into another
existence so progress can deal it's heavy blows.
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Saturated beyond belief, facets of life crumple and
dive headlong into imaginations's quiet respite.
Longingly skating across and through memories,
waking senses long since deadened.
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Changing attitudes, beating faster into the rhythms,
giving pleasure as I write in time to it all.
Completing the sequences of tonight's measures with
a delicate balance of talent and inborn knowledge.
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Our world is unchanging, yet we live with it.
Anticipating novel times of earnest, hopeful
ideas to make a difference in our lives
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Standing on high, listening to a trumpet solo, erect
with staccato rhythm, penetrating a mind with it's
tone and depth, soaking into this being.
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