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Dilated Pineal Glands

Life's an adventure When one's mind Always ventures Until they find The bliss that We all seem to miss Yet, it has never Always been like this In the days of Lemuria & Atlantis When the magus Resembled a mantis Greek for prophet, Or seer Don't believe The end is near Always listen to What your heart feels & never what you hear Since, that'll only induce fear It's raining angel tears From the clouds who Rumble quite loud Lightning shoots up Into the darkness Of the floating abyss Yet, the sun remains Above it all, So, learn to fall; Yearn to arise So high, You reach past the sky As time passes by & surpasses my need for glasses

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Date: 2/25/2013 4:15:00 PM
an interesting poem Issac, and up and down poem. love it~SKAT
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