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What does the soul have to say about all of this?

The intense chaos. Young hearts filled with wild dreams.

We are not crazy; we are the sane filled with insanity.

Intentions to let go, but are never fulfilled.

The loneliness of the crowd screams.

We weep with joy; infinite joy, dragging us through the dark, calling out for help.

The help we need to save our souls.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe most dreams are laid wasted with adulthood.
"The intense chaos. Young hearts filled with wild dreams."
We are programed by the world. Work and die. I tell the kids. Travel, test life and have fun. We will work for 50 years. Don't get locked in till you must. Save you self and others. I was lucky. I met people who taught me suicide boarding and free-climbing before I was completely gone. Powerful and good words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Yanina McKnight]

Great advise, "Travel, test life, and have fun"
Dreams will last forever, as long as one keeps them alive in their hearts and in their minds.
Limits are created by the locks one holds, letting go opens a new door to a new adventure.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Have some fun before working forever.

[Yanina McKnight]

That is my goal in life to always have fun