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This verse soundscape is labelled dejected and angry. Procrastinated pockets of hope deferred make the heart choke in a vice-like pressure cooker tension filled with the cardiac solution called LIFE Think about it. Tasting your own medicine is such a bitter pill to swallow. They say “Be the change that you want to see” but NO CHANGE I see on paths traveled now &   before me. Does this mean the change I want to see is ‘no change’a Spirit personified slowly dying yet living within you and me? Think about it. Tired of a dead lifes' heart attack? then SEE THROUGH the change you want to be. On your journey bitter pills do digest. USING the MEMORY of that ill taste to heal & outlive the sickness prevalent in this human **RACE ?** Think about it. WHAT REALLY IS YOUR HURRY? S L O W  D O W N. Can't you can see ? GRAVES' great joy is to blind & thieve "your grace" leaving you with just enough energy to kick the bucket, while robbing you of understanding that these sweet words origin from YOU to ME reflecting what 20-20 would let you really see... **You are Kings & Queens** Think about it. We are all connected unilaterally. Put plainly; we agree to disagree, in the midst of the fact that there can be no lasting freedom until there is a weathered wisdom of UNITY. So(w), If you see her hold fast, relinquish not, D O N 'T   L E T  GO! For that's the point when we truly become LOST SOULS. © Qwey.ku
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
LOST SOULS
This verse soundscape is labelled dejected and angry. Procrastinated pockets of hope deferred make the heart choke in a vice-like pressure cooker tension filled with the cardiac solution called LIFE Think about it. Tasting your own medicine is such a bitter pill to swallow. They say “Be the change that you want to see” but NO CHANGE I see on paths traveled now &   before me. Does this mean the change I want to see is ‘no change’a Spirit personified slowly dying yet living within you and me? Think about it. Tired of a dead lifes' heart attack? then SEE THROUGH the change you want to be. On your journey bitter pills do digest. USING the MEMORY of that ill taste to heal & outlive the sickness prevalent in this human **RACE ?** Think about it. WHAT REALLY IS YOUR HURRY? S L O W  D O W N. Can't you can see ? GRAVES' great joy is to blind & thieve "your grace" leaving you with just enough energy to kick the bucket, while robbing you of understanding that these sweet words origin from YOU to ME reflecting what 20-20 would let you really see... **You are Kings & Queens** Think about it. We are all connected unilaterally. Put plainly; we agree to disagree, in the midst of the fact that there can be no lasting freedom until there is a weathered wisdom of UNITY. So(w), If you see her hold fast, relinquish not, D O N 'T   L E T  GO! For that's the point when we truly become LOST SOULS. © Qwey.ku
The essence of war is; there can be no lasting freedoms until there is a weathered unity, until then we continue to agree to disagree. His Immutable Majesty
Qweyku
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
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