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A Dream To Give Up
Every day, I give up on my dream.So I tell myself, I shalltry again tomorrow. But tomorrow comes. Tomorrow always comes!And that’s the problem. Every day, I give up on my dream.My dedication flares; my ambition enlightens; my legs ripenand, into another world, I depart!But this path. This path only prolongsas I can no longer hear… Continue reading
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A Living Art
The traces on the body are that of an architect A walking amazement Crowds cheer, though silently Thus, the self proceeds, oblivious of such. The outline of the body is that carved by nature Fruits to the head Sweetness for the belly Feet move like trees breezing naturally. Personality in the body is a sack,… Continue reading
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