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Bob Marley Spoken WordBob Marley Spoken Word 5/1/2012 / What comes to mind when I say; Bob Marley? / Is it a stereotypical ‘idea’ of a Rastafarian; ***** dreadlocks & *** smoker?
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May 6, 2012
ExperienceFor every second per minute, for ten consecutive hours. I was living in the moment fully aware of everything around me. All 5 of my senses were as strong as they could ever be. An experience so wonderful; the idea i had in my head cannot live u to what happened that night. Slowly flowing through realities that ended in a question why? how? that left me speechless. I truly realized and understood the meaning of life and everything in it.
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May 7, 2012
Good fortune & together we'll beGood fortune & together we'll be. / Oh; the sun is shining, and the weather is free. So kick off them shoes. Feel the energy and just breathe. Oh; have no worries or no fear. Live the life you desire. Good fortune has yet to come. Oh; come along with me to a place where we can sit and sip some tea. Oh; my darling there’s something I must say. You’ve got me so high. I can no longer see that beautiful smile that fuels my day. I cannot wait to be home. Spend the evening with you. Slip away into the night sky. Wake up with you by my side. Together we'll be. – Millar Hill
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May 1, 2012
Love YourselfLove yourself for who you are. Don’t let others discourage you. No human being is perfect, there is no such thing to be true. If you weren't you, you wouldn't have the friends and family that love you for who you are. The only thing you can possibly do; is live your life in no fear of another. No fear in any higher power. Be strong and work hard good things will come along. Success in the future young gun be patient. Live in the moment don’t rush too soon. Be the best **** person you could possibly be.
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Nov 30, 2012
UntitledSome days I feel like I'm dying, and sometimes I'm okay with it.
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Nov 30, 2012
Writers Insomnia-Writers Insomnia / Dark shadows walk the walls. As I lay here trying to find sleep, / My mind races on through the night. I realize all I want to do is write. I cannot help it things come to mind. The point is I cannot sleep when all I want to do is write. Soon if I don’t get no sleep; Insomnia will take a hold, ******* with my head. I start to see images of what you last said. Oh dear lord please let me sleep. The late is night, not much longer till dawn. I spend the next day dragging along. Sleep the evening away. Yet again I lay awake at night; ideas come caving in through my head. I must; i have to write them down.
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May 1, 2012
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