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Mar 2013
Let the wind that rattles your bones,
Be the guide that leads you back home,
Every day you spend on the road,
Is another one you'll question the weight of the load.

The world spins for you,
Just know what your gut tells you is true,
When you feel alone,
Just remember that it's okay to want to roam.

Don't let the giants make you feel small,
Make them feel odd for being so tall,
When it gets dark don't reach for a light,
Make your own brightness to guide you through the night.

One day it will all make sense,
And that may just be my two cents,
But it's how I've gotten by,
Just think of he or she first and not me or my.

Don't push away love but don't jump in head first,
Because that's when the feelings get the worst,
Everyone will pose a degree of pain,
But don't let that guide what makes you sane.

You'll be a born thinker,
But don't let your mind be your sinker,
Because one day as I said it will all make sense,
Tomorrow will always be brighter and you can let down your defense.

I hope these words find you with hopeful eyes,
I hope that one day you'll shake the trees and not be afraid to be the one who cries,
I hope that you will one day move mountains,
And I hope that it will be youth that fuels your fountains.

One day this will touch you when your sad,
One day this will inspire you when your glad,
One day you'll think nothing makes sense,
But one day you'll remember my two cents.
M Sargent
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