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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 you
the truth of whom is
Grace
There is serenity in being
happy a face
Beaming

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

That is the absolute
of You know Who
                 Soul
          that is a River
Doubtless
we began, now to see

The constructs of trying
Try a brotherly peace,

The lovely existence
without drowning the pearl
The suffocations
Subdegation
of our miracle world

Take it from me, youngster
You only rob yourself
of illumine nations
(Ask)
I've been stealing from my own/me?
Who-dat?
(A puppet)
If nothing else
no one will dispair

When no one cares
to wake

Time will cease, when no one watches

Now Pay
close attention to the joys
Of life you have pretended decoy

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

Breathe each minute passing
With thankful
joyful and
sincerely

Return the gift of chi
Most positively
the peace we send out, now
Just be mindful
youngsters,

We make our own hells mouth

Chose to be
Yourself
enlightened
Be youthful and truly
speak
freely
Alright youngster ?

Now take it from me
I give you love

I wish you everlasting

Peace.
A rewrite and shift in structure. Experimenting with a new perspective. What'd you think?
Butch Decatoria
Written by
Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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