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At The Side

Dark days have come and gone and I am still lingering on the lawn, long painful nights have robbed me of my sleep and sometimes it makes my spirit weep. I have already ran a thousand mile and the shadows moving in the sky understands my innate cry but the moment quickly fades away and the wings of hope ushers in a brand new day. Flowers are blooming on the hill and the trees around are standing still and I could hear a knocking on the door and the mad waves washing up on the distance shore, the sound vibrated everywhere and it cause my heart to fear; it’s as if someone was messing with my billion dollar dreams while I watch the merchant riding up the streams on donkeys of sorrows that will produce merriment for tomorrow. Come and help me to finalize this plan for upon it my life and your destiny stand. Cast your eyes beyond the hills Buyers and sellers are pouring in with guts protruding with a great fortune buired within; sacks laden with cash from the sides and a miracle is brewing inside, how long do I have to wait for you to settle the score before destiny tie your Knot and you move to a different spot? Nature will work out the final plot. Only if your heart could hear what my spirit has to share Only if you understand what’s going on over there, the message is so deep and you have to stand firm else gravity will lift you off your feet. Move everything to side for that is where the blessing resides. You will not find it in the hill top or in the trees And it’s not in a package waiting for thee It’s is just a simple gesture that your heart can understand You will find it at the side and that where true love abide Meet me at the side before three and it will be there waiting for thee.

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