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Onward I go taking a step further in search for peace liberation freedom from deceitful misery that obliges with the scent of insecurity and intimidating inevitability of a world filled with so much insincerity and atrocities Onward I march into the freedom of liberation for my soul away from the scenes and thoughts that blur and numb me further away from serenity I dance to be beat in rhythmic synchrony to the compelling forces of the ice-like crystallizing waves beneath I soar in dancing tune to the dancing echoes as heavenly avatars unknown respond in gliding showers refreshing soaring approaching in response to reclamation of what is mine, what I need, the essence of me, defiling defamations, constructing inhabitions smothering my way to a world my soul awaits to see Onward I march under showers of salvation as I become one, reborn, to that eternity watching as the gloomy clouds unfurl slowing into hollowed receptions in this glacious zone sewn with inscriptions gluing green Onward I dance, setting an index of redemption ready to fly as I embark on the journey of the unending road running in-between shadows opaque that dissect reminiscing with thoughts embezzling what is mine desperate I resuscitate transacting with the world I want to see feeling sounds of the inevitable cooling whip-like lashes of my tainted being on this mountain of mine I feel kisses tingle on me in hallucinating dignity through nature’s beautifying eyes of rescue as it sets my sight worthy of each of its corresponding flickering flashes setting my conscience loose as I ascend, fly come and watch me free as I fade growing in diminuending-crescendo with the wind

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Date: 3/2/2010 6:47:00 PM
Thanks Carol, love johnny.
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Date: 3/2/2010 12:13:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your poetry today Johnny. Love, Carol
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