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Discovery of Self....A Journey

As the northern winds briskly blow headlong,I make headway blinded destination, as teary eyed reddened....faces the sharpness stings as glass shards There is no charted course,on this adventure as folly has lost it's lustre driven by a sense of madness clearing the mind as a cloudless sky will overwhelm soon enough The constant battering and badgering of unknown forces continues on,in this ill fated state mustering strength from constantly driven source of peace a continual search Why me,is not mine to ask the what,becomes my only task where,may still linger a question the who,remains my gathered lessons........

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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