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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required For there is no need to be afraid of the wandering lover There is no need to take cover For he can stop the rain For he will be like morphine to the brain Each of his movements shall be like a dance The onlookers say this is but chance Every step that he takes you shall see meaning The child shall no longer cry when weaning In his heart lies the seeds of existence So be calm and drop your resistance They say you must be dressed in the finest clothing For this shall, true enjoyment bring They talk about his white cotton cloth They are all drawn towards it like moths He stands firm on his feet He doesn't mind if there is dirt on his seat Many say we are nothing but outcomes of survival To him this sounds nothing but dull From the truth he has found true worth Yet without a thought they give birth From the essence of the flower To rainiest day full of showers He sees some form of example From the simplest things he writes the incredible He sees great might and power in the pen This can move even the hearts of hardest men They turn to prophecies and contemplate But in his hands lies his own fate We see him full of gratitude We see him carrying a stable mood He believes he must live in the moment He seems to be unafraid of the lion on the hunt He believes in the reality of the internal universe And knows that time we cannot reverse They talk about the speed of light They say you must sit tight All this, to him just sounds absurd He is happy listening to the sweet song of the bird They say this doesn't constitute a real scholar They say we must be slaves to the dollar He has already let go of his worldly grip He has, from the infinite fountain taken a sip.
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