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Well then, Jyuss swee Charlie, I suppose.
I hope your French is better than mine, dearest reader.  
And I hope you can draw better than me,
so Scribble on dearest reader.  
If all the world were paper, there would be no grip stronger than that of thumb and forefingers.  
If the world be paper, say with me, reader,
'Come the three corners of the word in arms,
and we shall shock them.'
Daffodil binoculars cup
the crispy
yellow rice.
                 Twice,
candles pencil
my jars
into receipts.

Mats burn crystal windows
that the wind will eat.

Greener flowers
          that jump
     and book
the sky
will swim towards being.
A crescendo

stuck within the tube
seeding the bird feed.
I walked around the earth
Just to find my time

I traveled to the dark side of the moon
Just to find my way home

I stumbled and bumped my head
Trying to find solid ground

Looking for all the answers
I know there somewhere out there

If I go crazy that was my master plan
When were mislead
from our conscience

Who's to blame
Our heart or mind

Is our decisions made
from our past or what's to be

Decisions,
contemplations, rationalizations
Good vs bad the pro's and con's

So many way's to decide

Do you pray
Do you cry
Do you ask someone

All I can say is its your decision
If your not sure, it's easy

Just put it in God's hands
 Jan 2015 Eric Ian Huffman
Rj
Yes dad I act like a boy
I guess acting like a lady
Felt a little too oppressed
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