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Jun 2016
Dreamers dream a powerful thing

many feel few grasp
The strings of a dream
To thin for thier fein
The voices scream
Play safe
follow the path
conform for a "good" life
Two kids one wife
A square picket fence painted white

life passes
disappointment is left
A void
Hungry for adventure
Turned to starved
Then dead
Now a husk of a man
His life never led


Throw away aΒ Β guarantee
for a  mere shot at a dream
unhinged the shackles
and followed your path
not the one ****** on you
By societal rule
Feed your soul dont be a old fool
Revised version of an older poem
The Drunken Oracle
Written by
The Drunken Oracle  26/Tennessee
(26/Tennessee)   
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   APoetisOnly and Loreana
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