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Jun 2013
I find that with time things that shine
seem to fade in and out of time
confined to one specter in fine
tune with physical threads that whine.

A place where everything is subject
to change, no one can claim anything.
Expect the dreams that burn inside
us all, the power we all hold on.

To everyone here if you dream enough
with fire in your heart, it dam sure is art.
Growing nearer and nearer, dreams are
meant to come true if you stay cool.

When failure hits and everyone
calls you a fool, then you pass the test that
are not meant for the average tool.

You may be the light in time that shines
fading in and out of time confined
to your space in time.

But if you dream like many before,
you will arrive where your heart
has always desired in the core.

Your light will fade like all the others
in time, you will have given what
you believed in unlike so many
unfortunate others, your soul will shine.

Go now dream what you want to see and
be what you dream, with enough fire.
In the end you will get anything you imagine.
A simple tool used since we were young.

Holds all the power.
Chaz Kirshcmann
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Chaz Kirshcmann  GA
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