after the rain has falling
where will you be
when the pain stop
yawling
i can see you free
after the hard labor dies down
like a tree from the ground
roots strong and fill with
viens you will rise again
after turmoil opt out
friends who turn on you
apologize
money becomes
deeds... which
before was full of greed
how is it that tonight
i'm fresh with new thoughts
and tomorrow
morning i'm tired with
new thoughts....
i meditate and
pray.... and watch all my desires
and wants just fade away
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