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As the sun comes up over the horizon A new beginning is offered to all mankind The same beginning that has been offered for eon's How you chose to use the day is like a vision Being created one long sequence in moments of that time Each step taken is part of the one created caption One wrong step leads you down a path to collision Colliding with all that is in the world unkind That can be like going to hell's jail, just a dungeon Of the smoke being breathed by the owner the dragon Or you can choose to walk the path in a straight line Remembering everyone falls, but is not done Because the path keeps going like it is being chosen And guiding like this has been given and assigned Picking up, shaking off, and healing you often Just remember that you are not the only one No matter the path walked because you have chosen And there is room for change, the path is not defined So consider the things that define your action And live as if this beginning is your last one
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 4:38 PM UTC
New Beginnings
As the sun comes up over the horizon A new beginning is offered to all mankind The same beginning that has been offered for eon's How you chose to use the day is like a vision Being created one long sequence in moments of that time Each step taken is part of the one created caption One wrong step leads you down a path to collision Colliding with all that is in the world unkind That can be like going to hell's jail, just a dungeon Of the smoke being breathed by the owner the dragon Or you can choose to walk the path in a straight line Remembering everyone falls, but is not done Because the path keeps going like it is being chosen And guiding like this has been given and assigned Picking up, shaking off, and healing you often Just remember that you are not the only one No matter the path walked because you have chosen And there is room for change, the path is not defined So consider the things that define your action And live as if this beginning is your last one
I just wrote this on a whim
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 4:38 PM UTC
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