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Something phenomenal calls! Its voice is like a gushing waterfall. Endless continuums of percussions resound The rhythm infiltrates my consciousness and my veins. It becomes synchronized with my heart and brain. I writhed like a woman in childbirth. Struggling, I sought to cast out this rhythm and the source of this call. I wanted to sit. I wanted to crawl. I wanted to smash this thing against the wall. Enduring until the sound dissipates. Drenched and exhasuted, I wait. Eternity is ike an endless mile. Mortality is a second in a day. A new dawn beckons. As the rhytm crescendos, I surrend to its beat. I am a newborn on the stage of life. Is this my scene to make as I wish? I am a fish out of water drowning from air. Yet an Oscar awaits the moment I participate. The choices I make reflect on the past. Who have I cast, but myself? Constantly, I am prepared to tangle with each day. Reaching out for help, I am pulled from the fray. Like a rose that forgot to bloom, I am struck with the onset of gloom. Counting the years, I have left, can I make the deadline? Fate screams, "Get in line!" It is my turn to shine. I have resolved that I just need to be me, Be courageous, be open, be free. Allow life's paths to converge. The blinding light of life has turned green. I am revved and ready, To make my grandest scene!
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 9:40 AM UTC
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Something phenomenal calls! Its voice is like a gushing waterfall. Endless continuums of percussions resound The rhythm infiltrates my consciousness and my veins. It becomes synchronized with my heart and brain. I writhed like a woman in childbirth. Struggling, I sought to cast out this rhythm and the source of this call. I wanted to sit. I wanted to crawl. I wanted to smash this thing against the wall. Enduring until the sound dissipates. Drenched and exhasuted, I wait. Eternity is ike an endless mile. Mortality is a second in a day. A new dawn beckons. As the rhytm crescendos, I surrend to its beat. I am a newborn on the stage of life. Is this my scene to make as I wish? I am a fish out of water drowning from air. Yet an Oscar awaits the moment I participate. The choices I make reflect on the past. Who have I cast, but myself? Constantly, I am prepared to tangle with each day. Reaching out for help, I am pulled from the fray. Like a rose that forgot to bloom, I am struck with the onset of gloom. Counting the years, I have left, can I make the deadline? Fate screams, "Get in line!" It is my turn to shine. I have resolved that I just need to be me, Be courageous, be open, be free. Allow life's paths to converge. The blinding light of life has turned green. I am revved and ready, To make my grandest scene!
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 9:40 AM UTC
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