Tuesday, 09 June 2009
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And our Conversation Always Runs Dry…
Much too normal for anything formal…that is the truth.
Much too selfish to really be helpless…it must be a spoof.
Guided, it’s blighted…something so insensitive.
Right, it’s tight…something too intensive.
What is there to this life only to talk and walk?
So only that in the mix freedom can be sought and achieved.
And never was there a promise to know through such talk.
Yet it is true it is in how we have perceived.
But there is hope which promises we do not have to know…
Everything, no we do not have to.
But when we find truth it starts to show…
And when it does there is nothing else more preferable to do.
By Alexa Faith
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