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Mar 2013
Moods swing
and when we are happy we sing
and in love we bring to each other all we have
and when we succeed we are glad and defeated we are mad
when we get angry we are sad
and it is volatile.

We try to fake the smile, we try to dig down deep,
but the center of ourselves is under this great big heap
of societal illusion.
Get pregnant at 16 be on tv
make all this money to buy things you don't need
big screen tv, man you've got kids to feed.

The government is people too,
filling pockets with gold coins
equaling in the millions, I would too.
Not bad people, just people in the public eye with
an obvious economic advantage.
Small business small people left ravaged.

Big business is oversold
and the citizens drown in the undertow
of economic waters too shallow to splash us in the face and wake us up.
Give up and get moving, away from that beach and start climbing the trees
of infinite ability inside your self and succeed.

Decide what to see and go see it.

Decide what to be and go be it.

Holding you back only are the coming rains and inclement weather of your mind,
but pack a jacket and a water bottle,
able legs, and you'll be fine.

Have faith in your mistakes, and the knots you have tied.
Twist life all together,
What we are is who is left after it all unwinds.
erich
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erich  The Moosic Mountains
(The Moosic Mountains)   
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