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Mar 2013
Transcend* all that holds you down,
the subconscious beast you believe exists.
It's nothing more than a self created barrier,
locked, with a key long ago misplaced.
The map is in your hands.
Destiny is something we must create.
We must go now my dear,
the Intergalactic Pirates await.
Written by
Kyle T Jones  Columbus, Ohio
(Columbus, Ohio)   
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