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Jul 2016
There's a feeling I find
When I'm low
Or when I'm high
Way deep back I my mind

I feel energies
Pull down from the sky
And reflect from my middle eye

My body is here and very aware
But the human things that I don't often share
Evidently bring me to believe
Some part of me is unique
An alien here to this land
Watching planet earth crumble to sand

But that's my job and my mission here
I know the beauty and the potential of our great land
I've been there I held my heart in my hand
But so easily it was knocked to the floor
By people who have been taught to be emotionally poor

The beauty of such a reversible mind
Is understanding people in hell and heaven are blind

They do not know the other side
Claiming their way is the only way to survive
I exist on the very thin line
The one we happen to call time
Curtis
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Curtis
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