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Sunday, March 1, 2015

Some journeys have themes

Like “who am I?”

"How do I see things?"

Some have narrative

I mean life’s a race when you

Believe it is

But a lot of the time

It’s just about listening

To what you believe is right

At the center of a black hole

I saw the light

What’s the use in fighting if you can’t stand up right?

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