ClearA Poem by Fear Corrupts!
CLEAR
Often I find, that when my life is real blury. Only then can I truly see clearly.
It's as if the low points make the water so murky. That by instinct, I open my eyes. Making me think, navigate, and look more thoroughly.
In the blur, is when I really tend to look. I search harder, I search for what is not easily found. I open my ears to every sound.
Not easily found, but still in my reach. Accessible. Plausable. The water lays just beyond the sand of the beach.
For sometimes the murky water, sometimes the blur. Only makes me look. Makes my try harder. Makes everything clear.
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1 Review Added on August 8, 2008 AuthorFear Corrupts!Wastedville, CanadaAbout''Often what defines one's wisdom is not what one knows, but what one can predict " "Don't let other people determine your actions or alter your personality. Your reputation belongs to you, and is .. more..Writing
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