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 Today I’m thankful for my heart and feet… They make a beautiful team… And, no matter how old I grow… I hope my feet continue to take... [read more] |
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This morning on my walk…with only silence all around I could hear the steady rhythm of my feet as they connected with the ground.... [read more] |
 Verse 1HypnotizedAnd paralyzed By a world of liesControlling livesBy keeping Our minds Fucking blindLess we seeThe less we fightThe tru... [read more] |
 Fools Russians He's certainly a fool But he's not fooling anyone Being used as a tool It's obvious there is great danger there Donald... [read more] |
 This was a benignseparation, to meet in the dead sea-one day. The white veils had red spots.Is it the beginning ofvoracious end in broad day... [read more] |
 You took me by surprise Gave me blissful thoughts I didn’t know existed Let alone what I sought Giggles and blushes That’s what you g... [read more] |
 Best believe this choice is critical It could truly be life or death for our way of life Do all your homework before fully committing one wa... [read more] |
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Two pals, Nate and Sal happened to meet One day walking down the street Nate said 'Sal, how are you? Are you hungry? Me too... [read more] |
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Verse 1I will not Duck and run Thy will Will not be doneFadedJaded And blindedBy what We have becomeAll in the name Of a kingdom Never... [read more] |
 O what a fine sunrise. Breaching the horizon before my very eyes. Such natural joy is to be wished again. Ever so lasting is the feeling of... [read more] |
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Ad/poem to get people interested in my current volunteer music project Bon Ouija. Please feel free to spread the word about it! I'd d... [read more] |
 Let my heart not be a dry, cracked creek bed. Let the Living water flow through the heart of me. Let my faith not be dead Lord, let Y... [read more] |
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YOU MAY SAMPLE MANY THINGS AND NOT GET THE FULL PICTURE DEPENDING ON YOUR REASONING AND HOW YOU BLEND THE MIXTURE [read more] |
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Today I’m thankful for the innocence of children and for Rabindranath Tagore the Indian poet, playwright, painter, composer and... [read more] |
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It’s early morning…I’m looking into empty bedrooms… when I smile…stop…and stare… Although our children have all grown…I can see... [read more] |