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AGAINST THE GRAIN . I welcome the door To your Pandora's Box Of inner delights And outward confusion .
You set the stage Unconsummated rage Veering slightly to the left And then back again .
As if pursuing A bird in flight But it's a strike Against continuum .
Driven constantly by Downward strokes But saved once more By hopeful folks . Who look past Sin & Salvation Savour the spark Lingering within...
. That which outlives Reason & Rhyme And justifies Wasted Time ; One spends Wondering why... You keep running Against the grain . Skin-in and knee-deep Whether you are Shelter or street In summer or sleet It's a valid reason Always a good season For you to run Into the pouring rain Against the grain . Keep those wheels Grinding, finding Reminding us Of all that we gain And choose to delete . When we run Truly run Against the grain
"Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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I really love the pictures u paint in my mind, thank you | |
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