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I can run through the streets
Unworried about consequences
I can fly away
to places beyond hurt
It’s a place where the future and the past
Are nothing but a present
A gift of peace
With my eyes wide shut
The pains of Tomorrow’s uncertainties
Are but a distant thunder
The scars of the yester-years
A fading wind
This is a place I want to be forever
But
It lasts only as long as a thought
For when the day breaks
And the nations awake
Reality prevails
Rephrasing my Sweet Dreamland Solace.
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Samuel
I'm 26 years old.
And this is my creed.
My voice is a tool in destiny's toolbox.
My words are the ammo of providence's slingshot.
My thoughts are the paths in fate's journey,
My intentions projections of success divine.
I write because I choose to speak
of the things the cause the world to spin.
I write because I can
and i believe my words will someday make an impact.
I'm not an agent of change as some many conclude or think.
I'm just the wind that blows and spreads the forest fire.
Join me and together we can walk to destiny's dream.
Love to all
I'm not a poet
I'm just me
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