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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A lonely grasshopper Although the contemplative may disagree, In late Autumn when leaves change A scented shade of pine pale torn brown; Within happiness shift change to sadness... Amidst the gait of timely hue A brash circumstance to fully cooperate Having no given sense of forbidden solace to relate; In full view of its silence; A lonely grasshopper reacts Within myraid currency for distant fervor in restoration, Now tired from its journey rests & waits; In full view of solace by which to delegate.... Although in time stregnth comes in numbers stealling thunder Amidst a surprising fall in compromise thought; A long line of twisted ambers falling asunder The firm swift call in delegation mixed with thorns; In a wooden chamber created within its waiting sphere, An illusion filled wit silent heavy members drew near, With pulsating madness running through my brain A bridge of hope to guide then suddenly elapsed in fear; I shed a single tear for want to draw near, In swift desolation a rest on a sofa Silence... Suddenly in full view the butterfly arise Emerging in figures of candles with triumph from its cacoon; In colors of lavender in mesh slight red with blue, It radiates a slight quiver in my head; At first frost the elimination of its timely plight, The cue for silence as we follow its light, To the natural man their is always a different way by which to understand, That destination which always seems right; With its elimination of truth, One is completeley forced to live by sight! In time, a lonely grasshopper is then eager, A search for order amidst its fire; The yearning quiver of its timely desire With thorns fully grown in the place of fear A soul twisted in vice can ultimately still draw near The lonely grasshopper still embraced its life's journey after all!
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