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Nov 2014
Does power have a physical form?
Seen through eye of a storm
I want to rip at reality till its torn
Mind elevates word is born
Vestige of message vibrations seek
Strength in understanding
We all start out as weak
Emotions go from joy to pain feel the peak
Solutions unveiled to what we seek
Tongue ignites spit verbal fire
Soul to flesh fueled by desire
Muse me feel me as I admire
Raise my intellect till I expire
Creative dreams emotional storms
Transform..edit..give it Form..
M.A.N 10-16-14
Poetry by MAN
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Poetry by MAN  M/California
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