July 23, 2009
By OfTheFaithful GOLD, Litchfield Park, Arizona
OfTheFaithful GOLD, Litchfield Park, Arizona
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It is to be absolute.
To know, to think on terms with oneself.
Imagination is.
To strum your life on strings as constant as the heart beats.
To love, to lay it al down.
To give.
Loving without question.
A view on this here world, different from all ours.
To see, to grasp the reality that is chaos.
To understand.
To comprehend.
To have faith.
At an edge, balanced, so as to prevent the fall.
Together. Embraced.
Mind, bound by sound, not ligaments.
A body, connected by strength.
An outlook shaped on what it is you wish to see.
Imagination runs, slowly, we follow after.

Peace is no symbol, written on paper with ink, printed on clothing, wished upon by the ungrateful.
It is calm, collect.
It is within.

Intuition is scarcely found among this world.
This is why I look to the stars.

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