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Apr 2017
Take it from me youngster, figuratively
I literally have no possessions

But surely learn from your mistakes
More of less of those encounters

More experiences without the hate
Alive and happy thankful just to be

So youngster now take it from me,
My experiences stand ahead you...

Live life for the truth of you,
There is serenity in being happy

Real joy is honest a being
Who exudes the love of Life, a light

That is the truth of You know Who
Soul that is a River

Doubtless we began, now to see
The construct of brotherly peace,

A lovely existence without this drowning pearl
The suffocation of our miracle world

Take it from me, youngster
You only rob yourself of illumination

I've been stealing from my own me?
If nothing else no one will dispair

When no one cares to wake
Time will cease, when no one watches

Pay close attention to the joy,
The life you have pretended decoy

Live like you love to live your life,
Truly utterly free

Breathe each minute passing
With thankful joyful and sincerely

Returning the gift of chi
Most positively the peace we send out

Just be mindful youngsters,
We make our own hells mouth

Chose to be enlightened
Be youthful and truly speak freely

Alright youngster ? take it from me
I wish you everlasting

Peace.
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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