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a.telling//angel.moore

Everyone is looking for The Secret.

A formula to life,

an eternal elixor.

Immortality.

 

The secrets are hidden deep

within our spirit.

Learn from nightmares.

Talk to dreams.

Write in such a way,

that thoughts pour from your fingertips.

With an eagerness to be read.

 

Be the person you want to be.

It's that simple.

 

Discover a romance.

A romance to challenge even

the most tragic of love stories.

 

A romance with yourself.

 

Embark on a journey of peace,

during a generation of hopelessness.

 

Inspire those around you.

 

Surround yourself with artists and musicians,

intellects and authors,

teachers and adventurers.

Ministers.

Angels.

 

Children with a shouting to the Nations.

 

Grow, learn, mold, teach.

 

At a time when there is

a disturbance in the galaxies.

A planet in high alert.

Violence. Demons. Hate.

Conspiracy.

Reach forth and grab a hold of friendships.

 

Others will see a light.

A glow.

A florescent adolescence.

 

The secret should never be,

in fact, a secret.

 

Let it be a telling.

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Written by
angel-moore
Brazilian
Published
May 17, 2013
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Inspired by the artists, musicians, authors and intellects I have surrounded myself with for a lifetime.

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