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Eyes are sore 
spent too much time 
in the light I'm facing the Sun
 reading of my plight all but I'm not surprised 
my hands hurt 
I dropped the ball in the dirt 
and as I lay on a bed of roses Thorns
 puncture my back and my voice is frozen 
I have chosen
 the leap of faith 
in the dark while I am brace eating grapes
I contemplate
 my faith 
who am I to surmise
 to surprise
 who am I to cry
 of the Innocents
 in the night who am I to deprive the innocent 
of the flight while on this time all this time I suffer a while
 I put on a smile
 I pretend I'm a child I'm open Pine 

and wine out of a cry while 
asking myself why I plunge I dive I fall on the ground 
and on the rebound
 once again I pray 
help me out today 
I'm up I'm down
 I'm all around I Fallen
 continually again over and over underground I fall down I must relate 
I do not hate I hesitate as I cross the gates 
where is the bridge that's how I found
 I'm Homeward Bound I must have crown Homeward Bound 
I've hurt myself I've nothing left left when the storms rages on communicable diseases Faith Healers it's treated misfortunate Captain plate procrastinate
 in the kitchen eating blue grapes electricity and utilities have been turned off 
I fell down the stairs oh well I guess I just lie here and suffer a while

12/12/17
Written by James Edward Lee Sr

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