Writing poetry is like skipping stones on the water: your poetic prowess will determine how long it will take before it inevitably sinks into oblivion.
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He rode his cancer to the last stop~
Sadden, as tads of gloom found his crop~
Still he skipped like toads to end on top~
The frogs inward taking their last hop~
With pails of treatment, prayer, and mop~
One last ditched effort came to a drop~
Pardon that dark day, upon raindrop~
As the frogs croaking couldnt be lop~
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There are no short cuts on the Path of Enlightenment. There is no hopping, skipping or jumping. You must live each and every step
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The lightest pebble in the world is heavy to hold, and flys when thrown. Skipping from Water to Air and back again. -LEEL-
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THE ONLY ONE WAY TO REACH SUCCESS IS FACING STONES AND NOT BY SKIPPING THEM
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