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Jul 2016
With anger and wrath my soul is becoming dark
Lost in two worlds of a chained melodic heart
Fighting battles of their arts hoping to be free of the perception of the grand-master arts
Construct within my consciousness, templates of thoughts
Reality of possibilities like a Hindu God's
Many battles have been fought worlds flying thru like a dart
Aiming for the nectar of a new wonderful new start.
Entering the void and becoming timeless art!
Stephen Leacock
Written by
Stephen Leacock  Guyana
(Guyana)   
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     Carina and KathleenAMaloney
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