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A peom involving the path of life written by two, myself and my friend Kapitol. |
| The journey of ones free will battles with right and wrong strengthen the insight of ones fragil soul when time controls lies been told. Taking chances with moments of time the truth starts to unfold, Falling, freeing, creating a new scene of being. Making -n- taking burning the box that's been hiding and dying , smoldering out. Stomping the smolders and chopping the tree allowing regrowth creates stronger branches grown from experience of roots robbed of fruitful knowledge, replaced with man made rich soil. Gluttony of intake creates beliefs to become out dated, spoil. Heated thoughts argue the conscious journey of a never ending soul, roaming freely through life's time zone, where sleep becomes the fleshes home leaving dreams, good, bad, playing throughout, knowing, showing shadows lining the puzzle out. |