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Robbie Velasquez Nov 2012
As we ponder our next step forward,
we tend to pause with hesitation.
Realizing we can't move any further,
without some sort of retaliation.
Wether from our conscience,
or some other inner moral struggle.
We strive even harder,
to move forward, trying not to buckle.
Our greatest instinctive talent is conflict.
Robbie Velasquez Nov 2012
I am a ghost, a shadow,
an invisible artist.
I am the hare,
and you are the tortise.
I need to reach this,
this place i need to be.
In order to be satisfied,
satisfied at what i have achieved.
And you are my anchor,
you keep me grounded and alert.
But my head still reaches the clouds.
I follow my feelings and ambitions,
they drive away my fears and my doubts.

— The End —