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all is in motion
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ignore yourself
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stop
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and look at the hairs from lavender
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eyes chose the color in moment's pause
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pedals and strand
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talking to a lily
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letting wonder decide where it is we go
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it's amazing, how you take control
Orbs of water
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constant expansion
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try writing without it being so deep

enchanted by it's solitude
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drops from rain separated from one another

landing spaces apart
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drips from a storm caught on the tip of a leaf
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matured by witnessing
living in the arctic
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away from civilization
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it makes one immune to the cold
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what is cold to a warm hand
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that gives life to those too numb to stand?
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it is just my environment
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disarmed by peaceful defiance
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there’s no explanation for it
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or for me
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you may write your story with thought
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you may steal the glory and not get caught
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i’ll be here into my work
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God’s wisdom
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there's so many names and metaphors for it
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oh how the mind is a craftsman
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a carpenter.
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this work is my cabinet 
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to build within the cold
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helping those who wish
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who desire to know
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listening to a cold soul
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I offer the null, (the now)
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i offer the null (the now).
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blizzards cannot be felt by the heart’s inferno
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melt snow
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melt it slow
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with love that’s eternal
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a fire core
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with two pillars
of strong wind
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when they find me complete
I feel defeated
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because that type of thinking is cheating
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thinking too ahead
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thinking you’re done with it all
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thinking you're done with knowing everything about me
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victory is when you make someone else feel great
on their own
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shhh.....let it be their own idea
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in secret
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without substances
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without your help
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by watching them complete themselves
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Away from sugar
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Away from contemplation
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Away from justification
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And let them get high off who they are!
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ever met yourself sober?
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and drunk off your own ambition?
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As it gets better when you're older
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Giving up a fix is like starting a business
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because the customer service
may give off a cold ominous feeling
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yet
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you’re humbled.
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disarming walls with no reason
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as if you’re alone with GOD
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and
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  feeling abundant with nothing
or no one there JUST GOD

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you may only feel the air
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but there's still something to share
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in the cold there’s no despair
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it’s our endurance
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our adaptability
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that doesn’t compare
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Feel The Atmosphere
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surprising yourself
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realizing yourself
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You are here
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  you were there.
there’s weakness in finding acceptance in a group
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Liquor always plays the treat to our unthinking minds
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A coven has formed against me
When air signs speak less, be stressed

or proud that you avoided their unsure contemplation

When fire signs are no longer fighting competitively to out do themselves,
you’re just another book on the shelf

When earth signs keep emphasizing themselves there’s wealth, nobody else.

When a water sign is no longer selflessly kind,
it’s about that time, they haunt your mind.
Emotional roller coasters

trying to make sense of our vision

The past recollection, the future admissions

It’s like taking a picture.

You want it to come out right.

Walking side by side is all I ever wanted

So I just be.....be who I am with no social approval

Surely someone will do the same  

In our kingdom developed from humble salutations..

Technology -internet -materials, are nothing
compared to our imagination.
Your arms are my home,

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into your eyes I roam
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transparent
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the healing you do
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you’re so modest
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you never miss a beat
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and yet you may feel that you are incomplete
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how????????
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if your beam
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frees me from disbelief
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a warrior women.
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Head chief.
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