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We all have those moments, of tackling conflict In this world- we get smacked with so many words which claim to be the truth. College was tough, you show up for class in a black rain coat and boots drenched- from mornings’ rumbling grey skies. And take a seat in the back with a cup of dark coffee, and hope- that your professor doesn’t push or pry you away from home. Home- A place where you were allowed to live and play in your dreams. But I gotta tell you, what’s important is that we get it together. Turn our heart headed mind to all forms of true good, kind love. It’s well is sprite for you and for me, it’s well is a fragrance pouring throughout happy eternity.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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