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Because I was silent.I don't know if I can forgive myselfTo see the reaction, not in a poem, in life.
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Wait.Maybe it is.One in the neighborhood.Where I can help.I can see the tears.I can wipe them away.Tickle for a smile.
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I have to add another thought to my head, only to let me sleep. Selfish.Images of rolling tides, creating paintings with each new wave.
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I have to do this.I work in a small tech school.I have been there longer than a good portion of the staff.The students are used to me.It is not Chef, ..
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I think my family and I are a bit, how can I say it, extreme?I know this will throw a few off, either for work or pleasure, we all seem to cook.So the..
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Simple requesthonest feelingDreams passed alongSimple story, leaving most without a clueHoping to bring back a smile
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Only a glimpse back inside my shell
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I just want more.I can't stand by.I refuse to settle for a dream.I need to help create a life.
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Rebels are born for a reason. Ask Lucifer.If for no other reason, love waking up the complacent.
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we disagreei choose how to healpatience
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