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The path

The path, the lonely path, walking quietly upon it with an empty heart, as the birds do sing, and the breeze whistles through the leaves, how uncertain the footsteps are after a broken heart, and how fractured the mind it is, and filled with such bitterness and such darkness, yes, how dark it is with […]

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The order of life

In the order of life, such chaos permeates the air, and with no rhyme or reason why, except the false realities created by humanity, with which we cage ourselves in, and hinder progress and advance nowhere, the order of life it is far too complex, and if we simplified things, how much finer would life […]

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The night has fallen

The night has fallen, but what is it to be, do you step out into the moonlight, the moonlight so bright, with the air so fresh and clean, and will you venture forth, venture forth, seeking company, or will you seek solace alone? Maybe you will sit in a bar, wherever that may be, because […]

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The moon

The moon is out, the moon is out, the moon is bright and hanging there in the blue sky, and amidst the clouds scattered here and there, I wonder at it and with it before me, there is great inspiration before my eyes, before my eyes, and I wonder how it is held there, how […]

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The moment

The moment, the moment of momentum, from no speed, and then into take off and speeds as fast as I can recall, how incredible it is this feeling, this feeling as we fly across the sky, and what a technological marvel it is, to accomplish such a task of creation, to enable us to be […]

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The jangle of keys

The jangle of keys, a man with a disease, a man with urgency, a man hustling a prospective tenant from the street, a man trying to avoid the resurrected mutated teradactyls, the mutated teradactyls that fly so high, and that pick on pedestrians with ease, the mutated teradactyls that eat pedestrians flesh so happily, there […]

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The invective

The invective is defective, and you have no directive, to guide you in your invective, for you are apoplectic, and eccentric, and no one pays you no mind, and no matter what you say, which is mostly rambling nothingness, it is always night when it is really day, and when you wear a smile, you […]

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The heart

The heart of you is no good, because you took it all from me, you took my happiness away, and you savaged my feelings and caused a flood, a flood of misery, and you left me empty, you left me empty, and I wandered alone, not knowing which direction to go, and I did not […]

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The health of the world

The health of the world is in a chaotic mess, with war and disease ridiculing humanity, for in humanities inhumanity, the world’s health suffers, in its inequality of care, and so destructively, and with poverty all around us, illness ravages us for all to see, and with mental health, and with physical disabilities, we are […]

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The gathering clouds

The gathering clouds, the gathering clouds, oh, how they threaten now, how they threaten now, the gathering clouds in mostly grey, and a little white that darkens out the light, the gathering clouds, that threaten to follow me wherever I go, and that threaten to unload their rain upon me, and dismay me further still, […]

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