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Jul 2012
Sometimes my soul wants to simply explode
creative energy built up in time
In essence searching for a safe abode
To pour out treasures in this heart of mine
Secrets learned in the lecture room of life
Stories in retrospect often to share
How growth spurts through the hardened ground of strife
Finding inspiration when life's not fair
Mindset determines how we view our world
Perception of glass half empty or half full
When pressures upon my full soul is hurled
On creative outlets i tend to pull
When faced with opportunity or choice
Artistic expression becomes my voice
Toni Cezeal
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