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I was blinded by the light, now I go on unseeing the future...letting go of the past...minding the present! Head held never to high unloving the lows. Stuck right in the middle of unfocused brain at last breathe...Does it ever get any easier, or does it just remain stuck in the rough like diamonds? Unknown realities slip through the cracks of the unwise. Dusky winds of time grabbing a hold of me. Challenge what was once in front of you, now it is long gone and far out of arms length. Grasp onto to what you've lost only to lose it once more. Put a hold on the unimportant issues, rummage through the importance of everyday life. Remain in the ever changing light-force we call Earth toned times. Collide head first into nothing, plummet the summit, and ride the lightning on the burning magic carpet entitled for its treacherous ways of life. Open up your closed mind and settle the big score, lock away the past, Step within the future's light...only to learn of who we really are, where we will be, how will we ever get there? Judge me not for my senses have seen unsettling ways. Close your eyes for one last glance of what beauty is defined as. Undefining the possibilities, of challenging blows to the head. Unconscious paralysis measuring the measurements of sand in this cracked hour glass. Pour it away only to capture the moments of memoirs writs.

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aiden-l-k-riverstone
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Jul 13, 2010
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