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Mar 2015
Always under siege,
my body and my mind.
Chakra has been blocked,
for long amounts of time.
Love is like the clouds,
Admired from afar.
Everyone sees something,
thats unlike what they are.

I learned when i ascended,
into the baron sky.
Expecting lots of clouds,
but none where flying by.
Without a cushioned seat,
i fall down and repeat.
The same recovery,
from past discovery..
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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