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Remember...
My fingers trailing in the water Leave a wake of echoes in the stream Time isn't what it should seem The past colliding With the present The young seem old The old lose themselves To Youth That isn't Young...
Sometimes the world Seems crazier than I... At deep moments in the night When suddenly the sky is clear And it isn't flames of fear Or the brooding beer Working on fumes of enmity
There are moments of clarity That happen when all Seems to go to hell But that clarion call To inner peace Removes the shackles In your soul...
Rest then... And remember
[Edited 3/1/13 5:27am] "Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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