Accentuated portrayals of life stand on corners,
searching for meanings of their existence.
Watching all walks for clues or images of recent
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Strumming inner violins of talent, listening to
reverberations fill interiorly, spaces of familiarity.
Knowledge, wisdom, images created innately, without
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Petals of violence fall quietly around us, not able
to be seen until too late.
Leaning forward, picking petals up one at a time,
can eventually lead to a small community able to
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Searching heaven for forgotten memories, playing
sorrowfully within a heart of remembrance.
Walking away softly so as not to echo down hallways
of yesterday.
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So totally alone, walking in a canyon of empty
loneliness, wading through the sadness of a lifetime,
letting myself absorb and feel it fully, knowing the
effects it will have on me.
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Tracing life patterns into grey matter, lifting me
into heights of intellect's rhythm.
Rocking with lightening, fascinated by it's awesome
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Realizing patterns of reality can at times be fickle,
throwing us into gales of violent winds, bringing us
to our knees in silent prayer.
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Wrecking yards of earth take into themselves, all the old,
rusted vehicles totaled or ruined by others.
Compared to graveyards filled with people, the same concepts
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Wealth is wasted while on earth, held selfishly by
just a few living high in their own minds.
Devices being held onto, egotistically showing off
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Pushing carriages filled with words, crying to find their
places in many sentences of poetry.
Being tended carefully, nurtured, filled with meanings and
definitions at every meal they partake of.
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