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Therefore I Am

I am the cheese that fed many The bread that allowed others to starve I am the warmth That haunts the man without a home I am the cold that comforts the ill The sickness that drives individuals to want I am the integrity that lays about a dawn The wonders that plague this unforgiving world The displeasures that inherit living The doubt that recognizes Where life can not go I am the obvious When your instincts tell you I am not I am the sun set when the moon refuses to show I am the whereabouts forgotten When man has no place to roam I am the home The sculpture of belief alone I am the mind set When all further instincts are no more I am imagination on a dreary day I have become less fatigued But I grow weary in many ways I am laughter when quietness Becomes too much, too harsh I am the land, the swamp The unappreciated marsh I am the road, your path The ultimate gasp Indiscreetly I am you for a while Smile, I am 22 And I miss dearly being a child

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 8/23/2008 8:59:00 PM
Jerry - Think you miss being a child now - wait another 25 years - God Bless
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Date: 8/23/2008 3:52:00 PM
Hi great write, I also miss being a child so young and carefree, gone are the days of your youth, but at least we can remember them with a fondness, take care D-nyce
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