My Turf

September 7, 2010
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In a silent place
Where the heartbeat slows down
And everything becomes clear to See

In a silent
Where time meets the door of the mind
And heads outside just to breathe

In a silent place
Where bullets filled with words
Of past knowledge suppression
Turns into governmental correction

In a silent place
Where truths are told loudly
And everything erupts in complete anarchy
For the right of changing Perspective

In a silent place
Where questions with no answers Float around
And meets the correct answer

That's my turf, Now all I need to do is find it.

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