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My knee is
finally getting stronger
from those
frictional descents through the forest,
by the
river.
The stone
beneath my feet, and the b..
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Hold my attentionBeware, it is a frightful,difficult challengeBut it can be done,I must assure itAll the footprints in the snowlead back to youI've ne..
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Indeed,it is the world outside which haunts us,and the world within which stifles;breaks our dreams as a vaseslid over the edge,locks us up in the roo..
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As time gets put back together,all of what we've known is rearranged.Something had stopped it upBut now that it's going again, everything will change...
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if every hour was a year,and we could all wake up on cold sandy shores,with no memory of the pastor expectations of the future,I'll catch all the last..
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a boy, with a soul the size of an ocean.sleep and awake fight over him,and he is constantly changing sides;his mind unable to tell up from down.a piec..
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broken without the love of Christ,broken with the love of Christ, but upheld by him,somehowI can't write words, or force them to be meaningful.I can w..
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everything I strive to hold oncan vacuum awaybring me to defeat.teach me how to give up.you echo,resoundingly,through my few years of lifeas the only ..
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you escaped my line of sight.
when I watched your shadow disappear,
all my sense collapsed.
my nasty instinct took over and the ground started sh..
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somehow,
life is becoming something I never imagined it would be,
like a separate existence, hidden by emerald walls;
I’ve always seen the wa..
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