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Aug 2011
Spirit shake me of the feelings given by my humanity
They blind me and break me from my grasp on sanity
blend my strengths so that they aren't just physical
I look to build it all into a foundation of greater mentality

Let the tide wash over the sandy shores of my tainted world
part the rocky walls built by all the troubled thoughts I hurled
throw them aside for the house I will make for my family
and with the extra build a path to the dreams I need unfurled

sow my battle scars but don't let them go fully away
because I need to remember what made me today
for I know new cuts and gashes will come from my thrashing
but I won't make the same with the wisdom of my mistakes

Flow from me the music that needs to be sung
spread the message through me of the old wise ones
til the day I am aged and ripe like them
I will tell the story with the rhythm of my tongue
**Faded Fate**
Shane Bruter Engisch
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Shane Bruter Engisch  Farmington Hills
(Farmington Hills)   
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