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By it dosent matter Date: 2003 Jan 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.05.01.16.15911]] |
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how be like this with winds around that howl an this cleft into which both feet have slipped holding me from my slide into this maelstrom that awaits my simple fall hanging back 'pon this precipice an miles to go it seems before the rock that hunger my all fangs in truth to salver in earnestness awaiting to put an end to my fall and i and of i with laughter grand pull feet from the comfort of this too confining cleft and prepare once more to make my leap fear is great fear is grand but this time the center of maelstrom be these winds of change do sheer and try to hold me back my stride this pure center shall i make this time and feel once more a man within the fury of tidal change "BATtle" i start to scream stop and turn look you deep to eye to tell you one last time with the rage of the storm strong winds themselves lashing all that from our home its quiet life once more i must needs of all once more so heavy as i turn the final turn youth done fled itself away yet to the center still i swear this time will i make and battle once more pon my lips i leap... |