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To live, to grow,to dream, to be;Life unfolds like a canopyFrom birth to deathin faith and through firegathering knowledgefor lifting the spireQuestio..
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life is like a twisted maze
with hills and spins and turns
no one knows which way to go
they simply live and learn
dreaming of what they once had
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Your pieces dangle, twist, and turn
Their crystalspirals catch the sun
A ray of light refracts to form
A rainbow that compares to none
The secre..
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She is befallen, guilt is there
When at her spinning wheel she dared
To play with fire,smote the storm
with invitations so forlorn
Wicked ..
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I saw you sitting there that dayin your chair of canary yellow
You crossed your leg over your knee
in eventual complacency
With tired eyes so mell..
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In the solitary shadows there is comfort
Like serenity in a warming lavender tea
And whispers on a gusty star-kissed wind
Over whitewashed walls..
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I am the atom bomb
You are the town
You fuel my heat
You bring me down
Boiling inside
I spit out flames
Curling above you
the backdraft maims
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This is dedicated to my son, Jason......my dreamer.......
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Wish me this, wish me that
Wishes for my wisher true
If wishes could wish me to heaven
I'd dance across the moonwith you
Wish you once and wish yo..
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Magnify, petrify, rectify.......why?
Icy words splattered
as the rabbit punches rain
You watched and you learned
Now your habits are rout..
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