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poems .just got to focus on the now and today
....its feeds the hope helps it stay..
.a hole a fragile thing,
glass heart on a string....
dangling, waiting for gravity's sting...
waiting on moments of weightlessness....
a prism of thoughts on the painless....
on dreams of love and fullness
no 3rd party attic-dote, or 4 word of sanctuary.....
..just thoughts in a prison of hurry and worry.....
just a somnolent consequent armament of beings life's little occupants
but in my opinion life is about building dreams into monuments,
and love is when you never falter but stand..
theres not much in this world,between the land,
but only in your chest, where life is truly grand.
