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By: Jack Wilder (Ramon Carlos T. Castillo) Inhale, exhale— I make a long trail, Like writing the lines of which you love to read, A call of the aching heart, Are seen through the words my soul would bleed. With my hard work, your mind I feed. And I think about it— life, So I pick one, straighten it up, And ignite the inspiration coming from within me, As I show you the light through paper, pen, and nicotine, In return, you fuel my perseverance, And give meaning to my existence. Such a long trail it is— life, I think to myself as I puff off a trail of smoke into the night, The smoke of which is a lot like life, Long all at once— and gone in one blink.
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
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The Long Trail
By: Jack Wilder (Ramon Carlos T. Castillo) Inhale, exhale— I make a long trail, Like writing the lines of which you love to read, A call of the aching heart, Are seen through the words my soul would bleed. With my hard work, your mind I feed. And I think about it— life, So I pick one, straighten it up, And ignite the inspiration coming from within me, As I show you the light through paper, pen, and nicotine, In return, you fuel my perseverance, And give meaning to my existence. Such a long trail it is— life, I think to myself as I puff off a trail of smoke into the night, The smoke of which is a lot like life, Long all at once— and gone in one blink.
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