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If in my breathing It is found that little voice Giving me a measure Gifting the ability to look ahead Maybe it would mean old bridges caught alight Arguements of past Never yelled out, unsaid Maybe then my bridges back to you Still span the chasms Of hate and Ends Maybe foresight Offers choices, allowing If chose to listen instead To that heart in my broken mind hear it has only My best wishes Whispers wisdom Contemplation vs. Confrontation Through my life So many losses From vapor words Like fuel ignited Annihilation caused Prideful ruin. Leads somber places All alone if unchanged. Learn from life's lessons.
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Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 4:43 AM UTC
Contemplate vs. Confrontation
If in my breathing It is found that little voice Giving me a measure Gifting the ability to look ahead Maybe it would mean old bridges caught alight Arguements of past Never yelled out, unsaid Maybe then my bridges back to you Still span the chasms Of hate and Ends Maybe foresight Offers choices, allowing If chose to listen instead To that heart in my broken mind hear it has only My best wishes Whispers wisdom Contemplation vs. Confrontation Through my life So many losses From vapor words Like fuel ignited Annihilation caused Prideful ruin. Leads somber places All alone if unchanged. Learn from life's lessons.
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Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 4:43 AM UTC
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