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Aug 2016
Bound to the imagery of an insensible consolation
As a dock waits for a ship never to come
are the senseless chains which bind agony to the soul
Only the Sensational allure of a compass placed within the center, may loosen the mind’s heart from the chains binding it to the dock.
A compass who’s needle always points to the heart.
&  posses the strength needed to stand alone.
(I want you to interpret this in your own way) However, I wrote it meaning letting go of what holds you back in life and going for what you want. Letting go of the imaginary things encumbering your soul. And closing your eyes while only moving forward in life following your heart.
Connor Thompson
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Connor Thompson  Nashville, Tennessee
(Nashville, Tennessee)   
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