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There are those.... undeniable Seemingly certifiable Times .... When disengaged gears ...secronize And suddenly .... Forward progress begins Where static emulations Stood frozen Victims of their own Disillusioned apprehension Poised to leap into oblivion Unchosen Dictum setting the tone Disavowing any or all ascension Unsatisfied with acceptance Of a painful intrusion Though an invitation sent Brought forth the conclusion No ease forthwith the value In hasty blind bluff dare To not fail the saving echo That's  emoting  absolution Swirling like cotton candy As it gathers around the core Growing larger and grander Born of sweetness in motion Acceptance and adhesion True poetry of love and more Honest vision honored candor Balanced faith and shared devotion Fated to be elevated At that very second That very moment When all hope fades And if not missed Always seen as a ghost Dismissed as a mirage When needed the most So I'm glad I listen to the wind Stepping aside , never in !
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Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 10:34 PM UTC
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There are those.... undeniable Seemingly certifiable Times .... When disengaged gears ...secronize And suddenly .... Forward progress begins Where static emulations Stood frozen Victims of their own Disillusioned apprehension Poised to leap into oblivion Unchosen Dictum setting the tone Disavowing any or all ascension Unsatisfied with acceptance Of a painful intrusion Though an invitation sent Brought forth the conclusion No ease forthwith the value In hasty blind bluff dare To not fail the saving echo That's  emoting  absolution Swirling like cotton candy As it gathers around the core Growing larger and grander Born of sweetness in motion Acceptance and adhesion True poetry of love and more Honest vision honored candor Balanced faith and shared devotion Fated to be elevated At that very second That very moment When all hope fades And if not missed Always seen as a ghost Dismissed as a mirage When needed the most So I'm glad I listen to the wind Stepping aside , never in !
keith-w-fletcher
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Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 10:34 PM UTC
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