I only see in what may seem to be an illusion of dreams, layed out cryptically before my feet, bringing me to my knees. Its no wonder why I lay here tonight, hoping for so much more than whats been givin before. Oh if I only had the strength to open the door.
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Where there is a will and strength, there is way to move on and grow up and enjoy your fruitful gains along the way! A well crafted and poignant write! Keep it up! Write, write, write and read, read, read and gain wisdom along the way and then time will tell! You got the talent to make it through the poetry world! 10+++ Love and Peace for always! ...