Sinister, Sorrowful, Speculation

March 3, 2011
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Never look up with your head held high,
In fear of a day when you might have to try.
Straining your hopes in a chocking hand, mouth sealed,
Pin down your words, expression not appealed,
By pen nor by oral articulation.
Leave but enough light to see yourself apart from creation.

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