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and then just when it starts to bother me it rises to hover above me and some voice that I hear deep inside of me says leave it and move far away. There's a clarity in pearls of wisdom seldom heard in the trappings of stardom, but the message comes through loud and clearly when I hear the voice that sounds near by me. If a thought that is nothing to mention grabs me and holds my attention I am nothing I've got I am nothing If not but a dreamer that's trapped by convention.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
Underground poetry. Stratford to Holborn. Central line. Broken needs fixing.
and then just when it starts to bother me it rises to hover above me and some voice that I hear deep inside of me says leave it and move far away. There's a clarity in pearls of wisdom seldom heard in the trappings of stardom, but the message comes through loud and clearly when I hear the voice that sounds near by me. If a thought that is nothing to mention grabs me and holds my attention I am nothing I've got I am nothing If not but a dreamer that's trapped by convention.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
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