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Dec 2016
Tic Toc
Time Goes
Drip Drop
Water Flows
Gravity pulls my feet on the Ground
A Weight on my shoulders, feel each single Pound

Why Am I Here
What is to do Now
Is the end Near
The beginning seems Afoul

But adversity is a challenge that refuses to die
I am waiting for something new to happen
But with mindless blindness, I know what to Imagine
Inspiration is a fantasy like heavens in the sky

Or maybe I need to look in my mind
Internal peace knows what is my kind
Subconscious wisdom waiting to be unlocked
All I need is an open mind, desperate for shock
Written by
Dave Scott  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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